on the counter,
where i empty my pockets
at the end
of a day,
is a blue glass
orb
full of change,
of course.
all sorts,
but other things too.
a marble,
a ring,
several screws
and backs of earrings.
paper clips,
stamps,
rubber bands,
and sticks
of gum.
a small tube of glue.
aspirins?
maybe.
the bank teller loves
me,
when i haul it all in.
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