Anthology

Bits of Copper

Crystal Sims

Thoughts gone astray

lodged at the corners

of my mind, forgotten

for the moment, remembered

if ever

A passing face not worth

my time or my energy,

Important- maybe.

Recognition sparked

by a segment of insanity

deemed living, a thought

for a penny, dreams never to be

life lived in longing

seems worthless—

a bit of false copper