Flea Market Dangers and Musings

Flea Market Scars are the best
Memory aides. The purpled, cut and bloodied
Knuckle will forever remind me how I don’t know
Jack about turn of the century
Hand-cranked grind stones.

Desire is a dangerous commodity at a flea
Market. Where value is contextual and your
Desire a multiplier.
To obtain without showing wantonness.
As if a Carnival mask
Could conceal the desire.

Boxes of miscellaneous keys makes me
Smile. Box of keyless padlocks makes me
Laugh. Perhaps they will meet up with the old
Doors that no longer lead anywhere.

About joegergen

To evoke a smile. That's all. Author of "Methane Wars: A Fable" and "Lear's Fool" as well as various poems and some these painting things as well.
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