We entered into contract talks
Here at NTFC —
I want a private plane, as well
As costume jewelry
But they played hardball this go round,
With issues of Esprit;
And told me I could be replaced
With mere “found poetry”
The midnight hour’s almost here,
They’re handing me the pen —
But I just do not know if I’ll
Be signing on again…
I might for a while.
I’ll still be out here reading. I just need to get my life back together.
I agree with the above comment.