found a two-dollar bill,
a poem, ancient MetroCards,
and an old bag of cocaine.
don't worry,
I didn't snort it;
I poured it in my coffee
and hoped for a good day.
also found a note
on a postcard
that she wrote me
last decade.
I threw away the Zipcar card,
because Uber exists nowadays,
but I kept the NY Library card,
and spent the 2 dollar bill on Taco Bell.