Reminiscence

Boys and Pennies (from the vault of my mad youth :-) 
 
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 heck 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 Brite 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.