Count to Ten…

I am best

second-by-second

. . .

not at first, mind,

notatall

but second thought

finds me

well

it finds me,

and all

the(se)

clichés

. . .

preferring the belief that

third time is charmed

–not struck

and twice redeemed I

sally forth

–it isn’t my name

imaginary

Beethoven’s fifth

backgrounding my mundane

sic’s sense a reassuring vibration

–if misspelled, it’s how I think

that’s even luck

is with me

–oddly enough

that life is

great,

and most things

are benign

(more often than not)