Another thing that kind of weaves
its way through this book is counting
songs, which I don't think I really have OCD
but I think I'd like to--
Oh my God.
So my little poetry tic is counting songs.
Whenever I can't write anything else, that's what I write.
And this is "Counting Song # 2."
"One day done for, bracketed by two long nights and dark.
Third time's charm is lost and wrong.
Repeat.
Four lies told and caught up in five fights
won but at what cost?
Six songs are buried in one dead lark.
Seven stories sold and bought, but eight nothing's sweet
or not will never be enough.
We all want more nine times, nine lives out of 10.
Ten fools fool ten men."