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garage sale

saturday

i need to pay my heart's outstanding bills

a cracked-up compass and a pocket watch

some plastic daffodils

the cutlery and coffee cups i stole from all-night restaurants

a sense of wonder (only slightly used)

a year or two to haunt you in the dark

a wage-slave forty-hour work week

(weighs a thousand kilograms, so bend you knees)

comes with a free fake smile for all your dumb demands

the cordless razor that my father bought when I turned 17

a puke-green sofa, the outline to a complicated dream of dignity

and a laugh (too loud and too long)

for a place where awkward belongs

or a phone call from far away

with a "hi, how are you today"

and a sign that recovery come to broken ones

or best offer