Masterpiece of Eloquence

There is a secret everyone’s on the verge of telling. What is it? the dark sewer wants to know. Door-to-door man selling magazines thinks he can pick the suckers based on lawn ornaments. A gazing globe is a real mark, a bathtub Mary with chicken wire shroud won’t buy a thing. It’s philosophy for sale, he shouts at a locked door. A philosophy he revises under his breath.