You see an inanimate me,
Frozen in time,
Don't believe this subtle deception.
Focus well, my friend.
Watch the form of my face change
Ever so slowly.
In the ground of the coin
Surrounding me
I swim in a sea of minted metal
I walk through a landscape world
Breathing silver air
A regal persona
Looking like
A permanent phenomenon.
But I am not!
This is a lie!
I am worthless tender
On earth.
I am only a minted man
Don't pay me much attention
I'll melt away, one day
I am the coin,
The coin is me.
Now do you see
Who I am not?

Sean Hunt  
Windermere  2015