a Saturday
I woke up early and took 
the big plastic bag full of change
I found in my dad's house
after he died
to the supermarket
with the coin counting machine.
They take 20 per cent.

The coins were in
zip lock bags
a green cup
and two old McDonald's cups:
a Shawn Kemp Dream Team II
and an old Monopoly one
the contest sticker peel off
long gone from the side.

In one of the zip lock bags
I found a label maker printing
and it read Retirement on it.
Pretty sure that was from me.
Seemed my sort of shitty
sense of humor.

At customer service
I presented the receipt from the machine
for money
and played 2 more
Powerball and Mega Millions
for Papi.

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