For sale: used goods.
I’m offering:
eyes, water-stained,
two for the price of one;
an ego, somewhat bruised;
chunks of happiness, the older pieces,
slightly faded by the years;
innumerable memories —
mason jars brimming with black and white
jelly beans that, when eaten,
emit recollections replete with emotions;
an alabaster-like heart, chipped,
cracks carefully glued together,
though still beating regular and strong;
and lots and lots of words —
some strung together in sentence necklaces,
some single words perfect for pendants,
and others fragmented and crushed — ideal mulch.
Take your time. Browse. Price is negotiable.
I’ll stay here till everything is gone.
Then I intend to go to other garage sales
and replace my things with items I get to choose —
items in A1 condition, items better made.

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