Friday 3 March 2017

Green Light

What a clever trick it is to buy
a pretty thing.
Hear her pennies
Rattle in the tin.
Look at those round
wet eyes. That silver voice.
Hand her your change: your copper
your gold. Hear her
ring with it. Like
change in a till.
Stuff her full.
And when she's nice and round
smash her wide open.
Spend what you find.

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