Name This Poem

ShaunSenor copyMolly tells me you can read
Your fortune in the bathtub:
Run out, count the stars, then
Lock yourself in the bathroom, turn
Off the lights, and you’ll see
Your grave in the bathtub—I did.
But she must be lying.

Oh what I wouldn’t give
For a nickel and a dime
And a cherry with a seed
Inside to crack my teeth upon.
I’m going home, home,
On my way home.

Skipping across concrete,
I get to Molly’s backyard—fly
Over her picket fence to land
In a field of clovers
Behind our house, our
House, where the grass is
Singing, singing.

Oh what I wouldn’t give
For a nickel and a dime
And a cherry with a seed
Inside to crack my teeth upon.
I’m going home, home,
On my way home.

–Shaun Perkins

NOTE: This is a poem I wrote when I was a teenager. I don’t like the name I had for it. Please comment with your suggestion for a title. Thank you!

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