Countdown

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Ten
tiny toes, trembling towards
the tall table

“Nine!”
nags nan; need
nurturing naps

Eight
evil enemies
everyday escapes expected

Seven
sucky semesters, somehow
scrounge stable shift

Six
super server souvenirs
savings still so-so

Five
fair fingers; fight
for first forever

Four
fake fiends; foolish
faith fucks fate

Three
tall tumblers; turn
to tequila this time

Two
train tracks; thundering
towards the terminal

One
offering; of odious offal; of
onerous obligation

Abhijeet Krishnan