out of work,
the cupboards nearly
bare of
the basic
necessities
you try to think of
things that you could
do for a living.
something
you might be good at
to make some money
and continue
to survive in this
high end lifestyle
you've become
accustomed to.
nothing comes
to mind.
you can do this,
typing, word after
word,
all day long, but
no one seems to notice
or wants to pay
you for your efforts
or clever charm.
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