Bland consumerism is not my cup of tea
Faddy materialism does not provide me glee
But for the musty and the dusty I’ll take a second look
Reserved in my heart is a spot for unloved books
Relics of history or severed ownership?
Witnesses to murder or outgrown companionship?
Owned, no longer virgin, but in my hands turn pure
Second-hand purchasing has a strange kind of allure


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