Monday, November 05, 2001

Twenty two pennies stacked on the nightstand,
a cent for everyday it's rained since
the last time--
stacked against the bright lamp,
your eyes are closed after you try.
The headset falls way before
you get a chance to say goodbye.

Goodbye right? Thanks for everything.
Oh so the card says, cut neatly--Next to pennies.


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