it locked

i have seen the storeroom of every shop, cleared the thrift
borrowed from every zealot, riffled box and bin.
money is no object in search of my symbols.
i have covered every corner:
the tarot & 52
the crosses
the clover; the ankh
the candle, necronomicon;
mothers: Mary & Theresa
deco wall to wall
painted head to toe
but they never changed a thing:
either all their charm is zero sum
or i never vested my interest in one.

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