with a mallet
pounding down her for sale
sign in front of the abandoned
house with broken windows.
she's wearing a tight red dress
and a lot of lipstick.
that may help a little,
but the paint is peeling,
there's mice in cupboards,
holes in the roof.
and someone is living in
the cellar.
she waves, she smiles,
she hands me a card.
coming soon, she says. we
just need to tidy it up a bit.
i admire her optimism,
and her shoes. she's got style.
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