[100 days of 100 words] 12/100 By request
Feb. 22nd, 2008 09:00 pmPer this comment, from yesterday, I give you the below.
The pennies just keep coming.
First was the one at the bottom of my purse, that wouldn’t go away no matter how many times I was sure I’d taken it out and put it in the kitchen jar.
Then I found one under my pillow. Fell off my nighttable, I figured.
Then there were three in the mailbox, with the mail. Into the jar they went.
But the jar wasn’t enough. Now my floors run with copper. The bathtub is rimed in green. I sleep in a nest of Lincoln’s heads.
I thought that pennies were useless. They thought different.
The pennies just keep coming.
First was the one at the bottom of my purse, that wouldn’t go away no matter how many times I was sure I’d taken it out and put it in the kitchen jar.
Then I found one under my pillow. Fell off my nighttable, I figured.
Then there were three in the mailbox, with the mail. Into the jar they went.
But the jar wasn’t enough. Now my floors run with copper. The bathtub is rimed in green. I sleep in a nest of Lincoln’s heads.
I thought that pennies were useless. They thought different.
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