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the owner says hey,
a girl with a social justice fetish
so, who hurt you?
i smile.
pick through the racks of old paperbacks
enjoying the covers. i miss the days when our words were adorned.
bright colours, outrageous fonts.
burlesque layouts.
"an exciting adventure!" on the front cover, in bold.
the owner says hey,
a girl with an eye on the past
so, what are you running from?
i smile.
paying for my new friends
eyeball a magazine cover -
how to catch (and keep!) a man
and for a second -
i'm naked, beneath the lean mass of you.
my fingers always grasping, looking for handholds in the rock face.
and your words drift into view,
candy-coloured type.
"you wouldn't let me know you,
wouldn't show me your real self.
goodbye."
the owner says hey,
a girl with her heart on her sleeve!
so, where did you meet him?
and i wish it had been this bookstore
where i am not so unreadable.
i smile.
particularly lines like "looking for handholds in the rock face" which he found both vivid and so accurate. He's no so fond of the all lowercase conceit, but knows some people write this way.
This is a corker. You're getting 100 from me and a recommend. By the by, I miss the old book covers from the 60s and 70s too.
What a wonderful read that I had to go back and read over and over again, definitely a 5
You posted some pretty sharp things here ages ago. I see you haven't lost the touch. Good stuff.
in this narrative, slice of life kind of poem. Lots of interesting appealing images (like candy colored type), and I love especially those last few lines--and social justice fetish is great. That's my kind of fetish, too! Good to read you here again, m_c.