Tails

The coin spun in the air, fell: it was tails. It was tossed up again, came back: tails once more. Up it went, down it came, tails, tails, tails, tails... He picked it up, turned it over: this side, that side, one tails, the same tails. The coin was flung onto the cobbles of the dead-end alley; it rolled, limping, fell into the murky runoff of rain at the bottom of the pit: tails!