I haven’t been touched in years.
What value do I have if not in circulation?
We’re with you.
Your value is more than your date stamp.
You can count on your copper hive.
You guys are the best!
Group hug!
I haven’t been touched in years.
What value do I have if not in circulation?
We’re with you.
Your value is more than your date stamp.
You can count on your copper hive.
You guys are the best!
Group hug!
Stop…before you say it, I know.
I really shouldn’t have.
I knew I would regret it, but I just couldn’t resist!
There it was – sitting there, looking delicious.
A big electrical brownie just for me!
I just ate it, okay?
It was delicious.
I know they’ll close me up and it’ll be with me forever,
but I don’t care.
Please don’t judge me.
It was a slow day. Not too many visitors, so as you can see…I haven’t collected much. I hope the Flip & Empty man isn’t disappointed. You should have seen me last week! There were swarms of humans with tons of contributions. I couldn’t even hang on to everything.
It’s funny though, so many people stop by and really they never have much to say to me. A simple, ‘thank you’ would be nice. Some people search around, like maybe they contributed something on accident. Those are the ones that mumble and mutter to me.
Things are changing.
Slower as we go,
faster as we grow apart.
Still a group.
We stand out now,
lifted by forces unknown.
Seeing all things.
From this height,
we recognize our place.
No matter who goes by,
they are seen as a couple.
Never alone,
only feeling mellow.
Two odd numbers;
Locked and unlocked.
Unaware of purpose,
they sunbathe in silence.
Dirtied by the foul of others
Made to stand in line
Do as told
Appreciated duty or torment
After too long unknown
With ease over time we realize
Something kept secret
Our transgressions
Slowly painted public
I hate to be mean, but we have been through this a few times now.
Where does the signal come from?
That’s right – the sky.
Where are you pointed?
Exactly.
You are pointing at the ground.
Try again, this time with a little more…aim.
I am never fully owned
Temporarily held in place
With care I sustain
If I am wanted
Do not consider me broken
You still have my soul