Magic Coins

Drive-by double-take:

Painted store wall urges,

“Redeem magic coins here.”

The place I’ve sought for decades!

But, damn it, where did I hide those coins?


Back home, sifting through drawers:

unshredded documents, forgotten manuscripts,

unreadable floppy disks, music on fucking cassettes;

letters from exes, expired meds,

keys to doors that exist only in the long halls of memory.


But, of course, no magic coins;

there will be no redemption.


Copyright 2013

T. Allen Culpepper


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