Old Cars For Sale

I suppose it's prose. What do you say?

Can't wash that smudge off the bathroom wall. Nosirree, that be an actual thumbprint! I even remember the day he left it there - not long after I painted the damn room. I was selfishly irritated, but didn't say anything; he was losing his balance more and more by then. Can't throw that worn-out old watch away, that old, familiar comb, not even the toothbrush. Can't let go because there's magic in all those things - magic that will raise the dead, restore normalcy, give back that which was taken. Gotta Bass Pro Shop Shrine in the basement, the garage - the lifetime collection of a fanatic fisherman. All of it just sitting there, gathering dust, and no one getting any pleasure out of any of it. Ad written, placed in Sporting section of the classifieds: Fisherman's estate sale; a reasonable offer will take entire collection. New and vintage lures, rods & reels, bank poles, nets, over a dozen tackle boxes, rain and winter gear....etc., etc. and the Magic will be thrown in free of charge. Second ad placed in Garage Sale section for big sale Nov. 6. Customers will think they are buying chairs, car ramps, hydrolic jacks, but all I have for sale are thumbprints on freshly-painted walls. Hello, my darlings. Thank you so much for your wonderful responses. I do believe my clinging to these things has been self-destructive; still going through all of it. Gonna purge it away & only keep a few, precious things. Meanwhile, the thumprint is safe. Love you all & have missed you sorely. BG

Public Comments

1. It's a poem, BG. Hope you are well.
2. Is this really the BG I know? I want to enjoy this, and I will in re-reading. But I do already find the irony and the ending saddening, but with hope.
3. I would do like the CSIs and tape and keep that thumbprint safely tucked away somewhere then paint the walls and look forward. Easier said than done, I know. My heart aches with this and for you.x.
4. this is so honest and inside the words softness I feel the softness
5. Hi Girlie girl...you made my day with your words it's good to see you here the portrait is writhe with the energy you must find to give your Magic a final touch I hear the Love from here the tone of mind as you write a poem...with the prose of your life.
6. I so want to go to that garage sale but I think I have a prior engagement on the 5th so to make it to the big O it would mean pulling out all the stops ... and I have to be back...... on the 10th so it would be a real short visit.. It is whatever you want to call it ... I call it music! Ha! Good morning!