Flip – heads
Books, papers, charger cords
All Litter the bed
Where you’re content to sit alone
With these thoughts in your head
Finding a sense of balance
Flip – tails
The circle is hectic
Can’t contain all these people
Sound bursting out
The noise around you your equal
Hearts beat in a collective
Flip –
The coin twirls in a spiral
Existing as both and neither
Heads and tails
Finally a chance for a breather
Only a brief second before arrival
– Plink
The coin can show one side
But doesn’t lose the other
The nature of duality
Just a new shade
Of the same color
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Sarina Vail 