Typing away in the glow of the screen
Clickety clack where the shadows lean
Words like whiskey spilling out of a dream
They pay me a nickel they pay me a dime
For spilling my guts for wasting my time
Blurt.blog baby that's my grind
Selling my soul one post at a time
Blurt.blog honey where the pixels whine
Writing for rent with a punchline
Characters crawl out the cracks in my mind
A three-eyed preacher a dog that's blind
Laughing at life in the gutter I find
Is it poetry or is it a scam
Writing my life for a cyber-hand
Chasing that coin like a junkyard man
Blurt.blog baby that's my grind
Selling my soul one post at a time
Blurt.blog honey where the pixels whine
Writing for rent with a punchline