Treasure Hunting Poem by anais vionet

In realms of cyberspace, I fly
searching out treasures in disguise
skirting advertised merchandise
the ordinary, the overemphasized
to anatomize the marginalized
values overlooked otherwise
on the dusty, neglected, virtual aisles
of small sites not over-commercialized
or google ranked and over-publicized
some unexpected payoffs materialize
glittering swag, patiences prize
"Oh, my God - Look! " I vocalize
My girlfriends can't believe their eyes
"You can find anything, " they surmise.