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The Saturday Morning Flea Market Sonata

Poetry By: J Christopher Bartley
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poem


Submitted:Aug 31, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


Man in a dirty t-shirt sells churros

Cigarettes,

no I.D. required.

Fresh fruit and firearms

crowds swarm through outdoor markets

Pirated music from Mexico

Rusted, antique artifacts

Stolen merchandise

available

at discount prices.

Immigrants

gather around the food stands

speaking in foreign tongue

Images of the virgin mary

A sea of cowboy hats.

Unwashed bodies

too close together.

Velvet painting of Elvis.

The aroma -

roasted peanuts in brown paper

bags

Cash only.

Illegal Medication.





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