the bucket of coins into
the whirring
machine
inside the bank.
i sort out the nails
and screws.
a marble,
postage stamps
and toothpicks,
just things,
to name a few.
i watch
the numbers rise
as dimes
and nickels fall
through the slot.
quarters,
pennies.
all change left over
from
something bought.
i give the receipt
to the clerk
who counts out
cash for me.
and so we begin again,
a penny for
your thoughts.
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