Squashing Pennies

I promise to pay the bearer

The sum of,

Self.

A ritual, your currency

I'll pay you,

Fair.

And I promised to be lost

Be upright and be vital

The thrum and hum on the tracks

The metal and the pressure

Squashing, pennies

And

loss

Only, only, ever

After, after we're, gone

Pennies, memories some change

Sleep deep, sleep deep

And rest

Returns the other sun set

And I want to tell you that I love you

And these words these words they don't say Enough

And I want to tell you that I see you

May our stride be strong and always,

Upright and vital

And you showed me strength and play and

Acres of wisdom

All we were doing was

Squashing the pennies...