Poem -
Penny Falls
Neon lights
a crushing crescendo
an avalanche of noiseÂ
children persistent
in the endless allowance
for holiday coinsÂ
DanglingÂ
glistening
just out of reachÂ
the penny falls aid and abetÂ
constant cries beseechÂ
Back at the staticÂ
at the holiday complexÂ
the children dream contentlyÂ
of today and the next
I wash my hands
the smell of stale copper coinsÂ
is saturated into my skin
I finish with a potent gin and tonicÂ
with my gamma GT it's moronicÂ
but tomorrow a new day begins
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