Analog Signal by Clem Flowers

In a box meant for a store display of Hershey Kisses, I find a jackpot

45’s, 8- tracks, CD’s, all in shrink wrapped cases – or, in the case of the LP’s, their gatefold sleeves

& then I see, lining the bottom of the box like a helicopter shot of a graveyard, are pristine cassettes, all in their jewel case, with lovingly, handmade labels on the front of each one

Breakup Mix ’81

Breakup Mix ’82

Heartbreak on Spring Break

Alone on Valentine’s ’82

Alone Again (PT. 4)

My tears start to dissolve the Beanie Babies in thy milk crate at my feet

& this is why I don’t go to estate sales

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