Sorry. Work.

Because pomes don't buy as much food as other things do.

Sorry.

Work.

Lots of work.

Really great work for a top-notch client.

Designing e-learning modules from scratch

Might not be your thing

But it is mine.

And my oldest client

(The confidential one)

Sends me lots of copywriting to do.

I can’t tell you what it is, 

But it helps a lot at trivia nights.

Like the one a couple of months ago –

The hospital fundraiser.

I was on the ambo team.

We totally smashed it.

We beat the nurses, the doctors,

The admin staff – everyone.

We won chocolate and hats.

I’m also writing a weekly thing

About hot dead people.

It was my editor’s idea

But between you and me

I think she picked the right person to write it.

And I’ve only missed one

When my otherwise reliable heart

Went a bit funny in the muscly part

Of the left ventricle.

It hurt.

But having a paramedic for a partner -

Despite the night-shifts

And difficult-to-iron uniforms - 

Is pretty fantastic when your heart hurts.

Hospital was strange.

Stressful and frightening in some ways,

Relaxing and friendly in others.

It provided me with the opportunity

To remind the Emergency Department staff

How much they suck at trivia.

I’ll get better slowly.

In time to talk pomes

At a bunch of skeptics.

Lots of pomes, only half-hatched yet.

So there have been pomes

But not here.

Sorry.