Copper

A penny for my thoughts?

Give me a pen and a paper

And I’ll take you on a journey

Past the contrasting black ink

On the white-as-snow page

And show you the mechanics

Of my brain. Here my thoughts

Are carried away on

Post-it notes of their own

Until they’re pieced together

Like separate pieces of the same puzzle,

A bigger idea made from

Several smaller ones

Placed out for very few to read.

Give me a penny, if you wish,

But I guarantee

It’s more than what you bargained for.