Coin flight in Sunshine

I toss a coin in the air on a bright day
It flies in the face of gravity
Catches and throws back the light in rapid flashes
Coin-glints are a tiny winking sun, too bright for eyes.

Dark-light, dark-light, a short flight
one thing or another.
The dark face, the bright tail
The blue shadow side opposite the blind-bright metal part
two sides
make one arc against the sky

I feel launched into coin-flight
Good-bad, good-bad flickering a binary
That in the speed of time arcs towards sky then earth
and makes one new thing,
the flight
is both light and dark.