Cash by Garrie Hutchinson

hello? can you … yes … I understand … the end
of the financial year … ah huh … but I am in a
spot … you did say … ok … in the mail today. bye.
I put down the phone and the Scribe smiles that
wouldnt happen if you got your deserts. the thing
about provinces is that people hack out a life
and the writer starves. over there you have a chance.
but I say, there is the government. ah yes, patronage,
lucifers icecream melts in the mouth. better people
living should write, than lazarus leave the library.
perhaps after the revolution you might really disturb.

From: https://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/hutchinson-garrie/poems/cash-0053049

Date: 1975

By: Garrie Hutchinson (1949- )