In My Pocket
Normally my hands would be full
Full of objects with stories
Not today
Today is a clean slate
No used tissue
No old transfer
No change from a pack of gum
It’s a first
On a regular day not a finger would fit
Today even my wrist is taking a peek
Take advantage I say
For tomorrow
The transfer will be smuggled
The change will be jingling
And the number will be new.
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