coins
fall from
your pockets as
you reach in
for bills or keys.
they roll
with a clink
and spin
off through cracks
or behind
impossible
things to move
or bend, to see.
like friends,
they come
and go, slipping
out beyond
your reach,
no purpose
to their dropping,
it's just so.
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