Instant Poem Canvas

by Joanna

It lies before me
Ready to activate
At the touch of my fingers
The app is free
And lets me write poems
At any moment I so please
I read this morning
About a man who
Sits in the subway
Typing poems on single sheets of paper
You pick
The subject and the number of dollars You will pay
He makes hundreds
Of those dollars
Each day
I think of myself
Set up at a table
Doing this very thing
But not
In the depths of the island
I once worshipped as home
I prefer to be
Above ground
Amongst the warmth and radiance
That is my only true comfort
Where the light can make my eyes sting
Yet the brilliance of the sun
Feeds my veins like the elixirs of yore