up
our blessings, I say
we just start ticking
them
down as we eat them—
but wait—
Does a
stout proud jar of chunky
peanut
butter and a sleeve
of several
dozen saltine crackers tally
as
two things?—or more
like
forty-
one-ish?
Let's think
on this
a minute licking—
plastic white butterknives.
