The Glassman

There’s a pawn shop broking on the corner

Doin’ some good business

As the venerable beads of the abacus announce

Their returns

An’ the parking lot hasn’t a lot of what

It was equipped for

Meanwhile the pillars of salt are crumbling

 

Flickering signs changing all the times

For the manys

Whilst flashing on for enlightenment

Of the fews

Broken light’s dancing on the pavement

It’s a sign on the shoes

While the sun blinds up as regular

 

These are the good times for the bad

Robbers of the daylight

Even better times for curtains

Nobody’s payin’ any attention to anybody

Stuttering out their views

We’re just watching a concerto

Making an overture on the blues.

Reviews

[Neville]

Fantastic title and a cracking little poem too....Neville

[DIVYA]

Even better times for curtains
Nobody’s payin’ any attention to anybody
Stuttering out their views
We’re just watching a concerto

So true of our shallow, self-obsessed world! Great lines.