Sep
17
Byah
Wishing away so much more than common sense,
a couple cents tossed aside,
didn’t matter — ‘cause I didn’t pick a side,
just left myself,
a coin flip away from the great divide,
a bridge to burn, a rope to hide,
a hill to climb,
just you and I,
We made sense, made dents in time…
Cents and dimes,
nickles and vibes.
The vibes were priceless.