rummage sale




sometimes I can spend an hour 

rummaging through my mind,

trying to place the right word,

or phrase,

like finding the perfect picture 

for a certain room.


some days, the same words

reappear again and again,

and I don't know what I want more,

to know the answer why the same word keeps reappearing,

like an old flame that needs to put out,

or to finish the poem.



I have always loved a warm hearth,

so I usually always finish the poem.



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Rummage Sale

Rummaged through the merchandise

to find the barcodes unscanable 

and stripped off a label to 

type in the UPC, but that didn't work either.


Rummaged the numbers to find  SKU

and with the ticketing gun

the problem was shoved

until I had to do a Void

because someone grabbed

one too many making a double scan.


I typed in numbers one after another

until tax was added to your order,

which I had to explain sales tax

for Uncle Sam always wants his cut

and your price will rise, not deflate.


I labeled the next banch

of products awaiting the next purchase

as I had to read off expiration dates

and must-be-reduced it's being discontinued.


I took your order, charged your card.

Got your John Hancock, gave you a receipt.

You got what you wanted, company made profit.


And with the "snap" of the light

it's end of shift.


See ya tomorrow.

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Oh very cute!! Thanks for

Oh very cute!! Thanks for reading, poetic♥

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "