Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Counting

"...dreaming of the glory days..."

Counting

beasts of burden
burdens of truth
holding unbroken wishbones
among sleepwalking cobras
dreaming of the glory days

hopeless dope fiends
dopeless hope fiends
foolish beyond their years

blue bunnies
blue birds
turning heads
setting inhibitions free
lost among the lonely
broken and confused

rings on fingers
fingers on things
rooms full of stolen goods
stolen souls and
forgotten promises

people dying
dying people
counting
minutes
hours
days
months
years







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Anonymous
09/17/2018
04:36:31 PM
This is an outstanding poem, wow! That last stanza is a heavy hitter!
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