COUNTING
How I saw the single man in his little
single roadside shed - watching traffic
with a clicker in his hand...it was all
beyond me. What was he doing, and why?
And, for Heaven's sake, counting what?
A mere passage of people? Better to
count the wind and all its motion, or
How I saw the single man in his little
single roadside shed - watching traffic
with a clicker in his hand...it was all
beyond me. What was he doing, and why?
And, for Heaven's sake, counting what?
A mere passage of people? Better to
count the wind and all its motion, or
the stars, so pleasant, above.
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