i'm running out
of things to sell on
craigslist.
the ladders, the sideboard,
the orange chair,
the three lamps
without shades.
one snow tire.
one bird cage.
one small dog kennel
with a rubber ball
still inside
ready for chewing.
I stare at my collection
of shoes.
brown and black.
some loafers,
some with laces,
some perfectly fine,
but I just never liked
them enough
to wear them in
daylight.
after dusting and polishing
them up,
I take a chance and
take a photo
of six pairs of slightly
worn dress shoes.
I throw a tie or
two into the mix,
one argyle one striped.
no charge.
i'm back in business.
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