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Click hereOne day,
I will sell my soul on E-Bay,
see if I can squeeze
a foolish penny
from a paper tiger,
and release this pigeon flock
inside. To let it
scatter and hide.
Then spread sunflower
seeds across my chest.
Watch them land and merge,
wrap my heart in feathers.
And some sucker
will go soulless
still.
Yes,
one day,
I will sell my soul
on E-Bay.
So you see,
you can not have it,
not yet, only borrow.
I just might need it
tomorrow.
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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This poem merits several reads. Each one reveals more. A complex poem.
Tess
a nice little ditty
until your offering sits out there with
no takers - nada - zilch - no bids - ouch