Discounted

This book I bought today about great poets of the modern way with its penciled price cornered at top of the first page Only 2 dollars and looking pretty near to brand new with glossy thick pages heavy and oversized unbroken spine photos taken in black and white of these complicated masters and mistresses of tormented prose exposing darkness and secrets never shared before leaning up against a closed door while thin, swirled smoke line trail upward I can almost see it rising and guiding my eyes over their faces pensive and pained from the stories of life they'd attained I contemplate their expressions and stances noticing the glances up and to the left or just out into spaces very few look back at me that's no matter for there is nothing there to see birth and death dates noted Serious somewhat sorrowful stares the eyes and outfits poet writers wear something inside obviously intangible streaks past and lingers there something dividing and cutting them apart from CEOs and politicians lurking in business liars And I wonder someday will someone read words of my stumble from grace preceding page photo of my now dead face in a book near new with a penciled price of just one dime?!