Forty Thousand

Forty thousand is a lot

of money, honey, even if

below the nation's av'rage.

I would take it, make it if

I could. But forty thousand

hits, it's freaking awesome

that some people I don't even know

and some I do, would take

the time, would make the time

for rhymes and such and maybe

I should post more often,

not the daily thing again, but

more. Return, oh muse,

and use me as you will

until I am a millionaire

of sorts, as if I'll live that long.

I might. And there are thousands

more, the words I mean, that

need their freedom and release.

(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015