Challenge
Are you a carpenter? A pole dancer? Do you work in a cubicle? Write a poem inspired by your work experience, good or bad. Lusting over a coworker? Anticipating the next promotion? Afraid of being out in the open? Write it all here!
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I Deal In Blood
The machines hum a cadence,
Hypnotic and ready.
My lab coat clean and donned,
My heart beating steady.
Arterial or venous,
At the doctor's request
I turn out precision and accuracy
For all your lab tests.
You're in pain, and you're sick,
But I need your arm, if you please.
The doctor is waiting,
And I need you to bleed.