Unexpected Poetry #5

And now we turn to Craigslist, the source of all great literature (and where grammar and spelling go to die after they’ve given up all hope on life in social media).

I call it “Broken on the Inside.” Let the pathos begin:

Available is
Baby Grand piano.
Shiny black with bench.

Plays but something
inside piano is broken
and it will not stay tuned
for long.

Local pick up

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