The Beliefsale
Written by J. Ted Voigt : August 26, 2008
The laying down of my life
is beginning to look like a garage sale.
As the sun rises over suburban horizons
dew is gathering on boxes of
possessiveness and dogmatism
pre-priced
but readily negotiable.
A blanket on the pavement
has all my individualisms
spread out, with a sign that reads
“25 cents each.”
You see
I had previously been tempted to sell a few old ideas
(if only to make room for new ones)
but today I´m selling the whole cabinet
drawers included
make me an offer.
Instead of buying new ideas
to replace the old ones
like I’ve always done
(I think I´d rather rent.)
And as for the basics
the permanent
the non-negotiables
not for sale?
A scroll on the post of my door
is more than big enough.
Author Bio:: Ted is a poet who is currently pretending to be a missionary in Paraguay. When stateside, he enjoys shopping at garage sales with his wife, Sarah. You can read about their adventures at their website, tedandsarahvoigt.org
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