Boys and Pennies

* my first poetry post!  :-D

so now I'm here with two boys
and a penny;
they're not even mine;  someone
just left them here.
we spin copper spheres for
lack of entertainment
the proverbial noises of boredom
floating on the smoky air.
where the hell are we?
too much - time and
not enough life.
i miss my love, and i 'm
sick of looking at these
boys' faces
maintaining coppery stasis
peppermint shoelaces
Doc Martins and a
Rainbow Bright bracelet.
Tank Girl is my movie
and i love The Maxx
Aeon Flux keeps me up
at night -
a teenage soul slipping
through the cracks
of reality.
i don't know where i am
i don't know where i' m going
i only know where i' ve been
and right now
It's just two boys and a penny



I chose this as my fist post because it was one of the first poems I wrote with serious feeling as a teenager, long ago  :-) I wrote it on paper with lower case, so, I did the same here.