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Count on it

by Matthew Zangen

Just one more shot.
But the bottle's almost done.
Still more bottles.

There are always other things to count.

Two more hours to first wake up;
then five more minutes
every five minutes
for an hour. Two alarm clocks might help.

Eight hours to work then,
more like ten.
four more days
and a working weekend.

One more meal and i'm eating again.

Two more weeks, you say,
until your next return to me.
I don't know how many of those are left.

One more shot
to start counting on myself.

There are always other things to count.


Author's Note: The world is my buffet.

Posted on 09/25/2006
Copyright © 2020 Matthew Zangen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Anne Engelen on 09/26/06 at 07:05 AM

makes me wanna stop time now and just breathe deeply and sigh. Good read.

Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 11/19/06 at 04:41 AM

We are obsessed with counting things, aren't we? I think usually more to our detriment than otherwise. C'est la vie.

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