The Goodwill store sold me a dead man's belt.
I'd left some trash my darkened closet grows
And passed a chrome rack by the Exit door,
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GREAT poem! I love the story of life being passed along, in the simplest of mere "things". Absolutely wonderful. Brilliant even. Glad to read your incredible work again. I was just rereading the autographed book of poetry you sent me years ago; thanks again my friend.
Gordon, are you still on poemhunter? I've been hoping to find new poetry from you my friend. Message me sometime please, I sincerely hope you are doing well. Smoky Hoss.