Sell Me

Poem Written Summer 2015

Sell Me

Sell me.

Obviously I'm not convinced.

You know the difference between a mark that's looking

For a better deal

And a mark that is tired

of bullshit

Sell me a new pair of shoes

Sell me a pop-music compilation CD

Sell me homeopathic crystal-methamphetamine

Sell me your ideas

Watch me cram them down my throat 

Then stick your hand up my a*s 

Yank them out,

Dust them off,

And see if I'll buy the same s**t twice

Even I am not stupid enough

to pass on a steaming deal

when I see one