Renaissance

So, the big rush of crazy hours is over,

Just in case anyone was thinking of carpentry,

Or cabinet, or furniture, or built-in making?

It would be nice if someone paid me to write a poem,

But as the writers of poems are notorious for

Not being paid, one has to make a living.

I am open to taking on a patron.

Maybe I can write something in praise of your virtue,

Or I could write spiritual stuff on your behalf,

Counteracting your misspent youth.

You could get in on the ground floor

In starting a new renaissance.

It might not actually buy your way into heaven,

But a futile attempt to atone for past sins

Might make you feel better?

At the least

You’ll be contributing to the common good,

Being a patron of the arts and all.

That’s got to be good for something.