Fallen Coins Waiting

Fallen coins, sounds below my grasp

Pocket holes lose more than loose change that roll away

On edge they balance, eventually leaning to one side or another

My vantage point, hurried oval rotations that eventually come to a stop

Heads lay softly, warmth from folded wings

There they lay, one day to be picked up by another, waiting

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