Why do I keep receipts to mourn money
loss all at once after months of living?
Slips of Bible thin paper crinkle and crease
in the littered wallet, all memories of gas
and fast food lunches since January when
gas was nearer $3.50—a gallon equaling a
Wendy’s cheeseburger combo and days
when bringing lunch was not necessary.
This poem reminds me of a couple of trips we have been on together! :D
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