closing up shop

childless

and unmarried, siblings

all in

the wind,

friends in the ground,

or dispersed

to some foreign land,

i look

for someone

or something to leave

all the dough

to. a worthy charity, perhaps.

everything must go,

because

the business of living

has ended,

the store is closed.

the house,

the savings, the 401k,

the cars,

the clothes and books.

the coin collection

and shoes.

drop me a line if you

need a buck or two,

between the hours

of 9 am

and two i'll be holding

interviews.