loosely inspired by a children's book by william mayne called a glass ball...
might be
i was walking down the street when i
picked up a quarter
it was a shiny quarter
so i spent it
on a blue marble
but it ran away from me
so i chased it
down alley ways over roof tops down gutters
until it rolled into the ocean
a fain of magic
a whole world contained
if i had searched its universe
gods would be present
making sure i would not know
too much
searching the soul
of a marble
that might be ticking
growing
might not be blue
might be my heart
denis streeter 12/18/11
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