Excerpt from “Away” | An original poem by Briana Augustus
Aimlessly going with blind eyes unknowing. forward and forward in round-n-round motion in a single direction – resounding in my mind like the chugging of locomotion. churning and chugging. burning tires. trudging buyers. no product to sell so i sold myself. i bought the bargain – cleared out the shelf. i’m the winner – can’t you hear the dinger ding-dinging. “…500th customer…congratulations” more ding-dinging – round n round goes the prize-winning spinner. then comes the ring-ringing at the door. then there’s more – magnification…
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