Counting As It Comes

By BLAINE ROCHE

Staff Writer

One, 

Watch it come.

Two, 

She longs for you.

Three, 

Just up the tree.

Four, 

It scratches your door.

Five, 

Mind like a hive.

Six, 

Eyes like candle wicks.

Seven, 

All covered in lichen.

Eight, 

Skin black as slate.

Nine, 

Hunted like a swine.

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