i threw the penny to the
wishing well
and on the rim it bounced
out
well it figures-
i'll apply some
symbolic meaning
to make me pity
myself
even more than before
but i don't believe in
broken mirrors
and doomed eternities
backing ladders
but the looming black
cloud
is tangible to me
real enough i demand all
to come and see
well it figures
that it disappears the moment
someone comes near
so for safety's sake
i'll have my umbrella close
at hand
opening it indoors
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