POEM: What Counts

What Counts

I was deeply engrossed
A dozin’ dozin’ times over
Rapt up
In what counts
When near buy
A poaching me
Sum numb-er crunchers
Such shadowy figures
Their own
Singing appraise
What counts
What lords
Baron down on me
Putting up dukes
Re-citing
In autistic fashion
1,2,3
1,2,3
4,5,6
4,5,6
7,8,9
7,8,9
9!
9!
9!
Only enough for me
To lose my plays

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