Away Like Cedric

wherever you go you’d still be on earth
with air to breathe

and being an artist, very near broke
and writing about it, inspired by it

always a bit worried, unless it’s a place
where artists are paid,

where art is bought
where poetry books are purchased

and you can feel a bit better than you do

always giving something for nothing
with your own needs not met

and you have to beg with a cup
or with your hand or hands cupped

to get out of a slump or out of a hole


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
8:59 p.m. 06.05.09