Pay Dirt Poem by Shane Markie

Pay Dirt



'I'd like to see it sometime as it loads up, as it throws another shovelfull on the congregation.' CHARLES SIMIC

If gravity is a tiny little irritant like dirt,
I'd better remember to change
Into a freshly laundered and pressed shirt

While gravity's own trowel dislodges me,
Without restraint, a copper coin
Discarded and forgotten in the coffers of eternity.

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