Thursday, June 4, 2015

There is so much hope here

photo by Jon Díez Supat


When down,
          I head to midtown ---

where PAWN in big lit letters, lights the way,
like some neon
                            steeple
& moustached men barter
                                                   salvation
in increments
of 5's and 1's

I stand
          in the dis/play window
with guitars, wedding rings, power tools, autographs
(insert your own thing
                           - I got mine)

--- every dream,
               with a tag on its toe,

a morgue of people
                     
                         that could have been,

& though
I have heard their stories
a hundred times
                                        I listen ---
always leaving,
                     with a smile.


                              

22 comments:

  1. Neon steeples...normally I see them as sad, but here they seem like a church worth attending. Every dream with a tag on its toe--ain't that the truth.

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  2. I love your ending: leaving with a smile. There is something so reassuring about familiar things... I also love the morgue of people that could have been - in their dreams - like most of us I think.

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  3. A super sweet poem--even though there's a poignancy too, just that sense of your acceptance of (and just enjoyment of) humanity. Thanks. k.

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  4. i dunno but for me that sounds rather sad - when things that once were important for someone end up in the pawn shop - and each item carries its own story - broken up marriages, the dream of being a guitarist maybe - and then it broke? some broken dreams though carry hope as well cause maybe the guitarist found another dream and is a drummer now and at one point realized that guitar never really was his thing and.... ha... i could go on and on... see... you got me thinking... smiles

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    1. The guitars represent female bodies, the wedding rings represent the men who shouldn't be there (as if any should), the power tools are boy privates, and "autographs" is a creative way to say that they're playing with their "giraffes." But I'm crazy, so I'm sure I'm wrong. Just ignore me, please. ;)

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  5. Sheesh. This isn't about a pawn shop at all.

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    1. You have me intrigued as to your interpretation CJ, so should you return, as you usually do --- I would love to hear your take on it.

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    2. I didn't know if you'd want me to say what I see or not, so I refrained. It sounds like your underlayers are describing men "playing" and "bar te[a]r"ing in the arms [they wish] of strippers. You're standing against it, of course, as you say in your set apart "I stand" line. What a good preacher, to go right where the sinners are. Churches are ridiculous; I'm sick to death of steeples and wish I never had to see another one. I can't wait to play chess with Jesus. He is way cooler than anyone gives him credit for, I think. But he for damn sure wouldn't be wasting his time hanging out indoors. Flip the tables, man. And befriend the most disgusting sinners. They need you most.

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    3. Ha. You are not far off the intended meaning - at least in the hanging out with those others see as undesireable. It rather blows my mind the attitude of so many self-proclaimed "Christians" that seem far more about self than others. Organized religeon turns my stomach in many ways. I will say that we have fallen in with a group that is as much about going and doing as it is understanding the motivation behind it. The PAWN shop is where we sell our dreams in order to live or do other things, all too often out of necessity - but maybe we give up too easy at times - lacking faith and taking life into our own hands.

      Feel free to write whatever you would like as to interpretation, my friend.

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    4. Preach it, brother. I hear you.

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  6. I agree head to Midtown al the steeples have green neon crosses on them. they are the new medical marijuana dispensaries. They keep the crowd coming where the churches couldn't.

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  7. Yes...rather sad...all those dreams for sale...all the "what might have been's" cast aside on either a whim...or desperation.
    Aah...what webs we weave from the straw of greener grass...;)

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  8. Oh, gosh. This is really good! You can't go wrong with used things, can you? Or lit letters. Thrift stores are the best, though -- IMHO. You can find all kinds of funky junk there. Pink hanging door beads and legit bell bottom jeans from the '70s have been my best finds over the years. Good luck with your pawn shops!

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    1. from muscle spasms to Yo Gaba Gaba, you know. Ha.

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  9. I love this, the metaphors in this shear brilliance!

    mindlovemisery

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  10. "...every dream with a tag on its toe," yes! I have read this through three times and get something new with each read. Thank you for sharing!

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  11. Someone else's nightmare could be someone else's dream. Someone else's trash may be someone else's treasure! Pawnshops & Second hand shops are awash with every human emotion. If only the items within could speak, the stories they'd tell!! Absolutely loved this X :-)

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  12. Beautifully structured piece.

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  13. I haven't been to a pawnshop but I understand why people go there ~ This line struck me the most:

    every dream,
    with a tag on its toe,

    If I could, I will listen to their stories too ~

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  14. Broken dreams on display...as money was needed for various reasons. All items have a story and I am sure some of the owners had intentions to return for their dreams, but life has taken them far from that guitar or ring. It is good to listen we need more listeners. What is the price tag for a dream I wonder? Salvation found in what they can barter..

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  15. I am stunned with the beauty, the truth and the pain of this.

    And the explanation of your chosen identity is as wonderful as your product...you certainly have left a mark on me.

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  16. I know a pawn shop owner. I admire your take / title, both ironic and straight-read. ~

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