Each a reminder
Each a boon
But I have only ten fingers
Each irreplaceable
I keep one on each fingernail
Five on the left convered
What now, with the rest?!
I toss the seven stones
In my right hand
I catch only three
Whom now, was I fooling?!
Do I go about the day
Or sit here, a stoned fool?!
I swallow a couple
Oh, oh no!
They drag down my pit!
What now, with the last one?
I see a passing dog.
When it yelps,
I know I have
Bloody figured it out!
-
Chandni Girija
Jan 25, 2022
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