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my love (in dimes)

Posted to Action Poetry

(reposted because, well damn, it's change)

each movement towards center,
small bits of words and
adding up to final nights
and too-long days

i've kept you in my pocket
one last hope
threadbare and lonesome
in the palm of my hand.
i've saved this
for so long ,
held it close to me,
watched it grow and fade --
and come back again
i've saved every last bit
each tiny piece making up
for time and distance
these things between us.

i have saved this
for so long...
and now
i cast it away
with all the others
falling into fountains
into wishes...
i've spent my last dime
just as i look back
to see it
returned to me.