$2 Coin
By Patrick W
It sojourned on my desk
In my wallet
And my bag
It lives in my pocket
Jingling like a bell
Following me around
Delicately small on my palm
A tiny golden circle
Scattered with symbols
Edges tranquil but rough
Body thin but round
Old man staring up
Starry sky above him
His world
Enveloped in gold
Disappearing from my grasp
Vanishing
Back into the black hole
Of my pocket
