No more two for one days by Ken Greenley

No More Two for One Days

Walking into the thrift store
Besieged by a crowd of old ladies
Seeing it’s a two for one day
Ah yes, two for one days at the Thrift Store
I remember and smile, thinking how much
my wife’s mother would have loved this
Two for one days, Ken
and a big grin
Then joining the other grey heads
bobbing up and down the aisles
Two for one days
and a mob at the door
Two for one days
and a hobbling rush down the aisles
Two for one days
and old ladies in their glory
Only now
Our old lady
She can’t go
The entrance
looks all blurry
as I walk up
I turn away
Can’t go in now;

Ken Greenley February 4, 1958 – February 12, 2020 was a writer who lived in Denver, Colorado. The number of places he’s lived is only exceeded by the number of job’s he’s had. Greenley liked to explore the themes of class division (in a supposedly classless country), the struggle to stay spiritual in the modern world, and the growth episodes that occur in childhood. He thought art, particularly writing, should combat media brainwashing, and should examine the clash between what we’re told and what really happens. He tried to make his material as funny as possible, because he found it hard to make modern life seriously, and considered it his mission “to make people laugh and think at the same time.”

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