Author of "I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me"

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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