MY RUMMAGE SALEA Poem by Glen Fitch
Step up and check 'em out.
Oh don't be shy.
You like disaster? horror?
Got this from a plane seat neighbor.
Stock tips from a guy at work.
Dumb humor?
Travel tales of Spain?
From waiting rooms here's
cures for troubled minds.
Take one, take all!
A one-date song of woe of jilted love.
While trapped in check out lines
here's stacks of seedy star dirt.
All must go.
Old books you toss
or sell or give away.
A book you pick and choose to read
or not.
But stories, lore and rumor
find their way into my brain
to clutter, rattle, rot.
Please help me clear my mind
to think or sleep
There's really nothing here
I want to keep.
© 2008 Glen Fitch |
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1 Review Added on February 6, 2008 AuthorGlen FitchMonterey, CAAboutA word is a wager in thought. Every one I pick is a bet that it will mean to you what it means to me. That is at least today, relevant to my race, class, gender and community. The fine print in my poe.. more.. |

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