they
are
to
publish my work
yes, they'll
stick it in this book
I think it's a scam
$69.95 300 pages
everyone's name in bland
but they must go somewhere
and one day maybe
this book will be opened
by a young man
and he'll read my poem
and he'll say, yes
now there, that's
the stuff
and it'll stir his sirens
sing song sweet
death rattle
and he another now
will know our battle
to truth
to feel
to live
in you
creating blue

I'll have you know young man
there is a table with my name
in a hell that whispers soft
*FIRE!