Poem: Hidden

I quit counting awhile ago

but you never know

I usually count too fast

don’t know if Luke could’ve got 100 yet

I think he’s an ok counter

I wonder if anyone saw where I headed

Becky usually can’t find good hiding places on her own

I hope she didn’t try to follow me

I didn’t see anybody else around

not after I went down the hill

no one saw

I’m pretty sure Adam is probably pretty close

I don’t know where he goes

but when the game’s over

he’s always walking back from the hill

and the junkyard

I went there

this time

I didn’t see much around the junkyard

to hide in

There were a few metal box things stacked up

and a bunch of old cars

I didn’t see Adam anywhere

this time though

probably thought I was spying on him

but I wasn’t

I’ve had this new spot picked out for awhile now

ever since last time we played

but I haven’t told no one about it

and I bet I never do

not when I’m winning all the time

What number was I on

when I stopped counting?

I don’t remember

70 something

maybe

Maybe I should pick up

from there

So I know

to be more quiet

though I ain’t moving at all

in here

it’s kinda tight

and I can’t see much

But I don’t think anyone will hear me

anyway

not in here

I’ll skip to 80

81

Ain’t no one

gonna

find me

not in the best hiding place

ever

I can probably breathe

as loud as I want

82, 83

wish it

wasn’t so

dark

though

84

85

It’s hot

in here

hope

the game

goes

quick

86

maybe it started

and I’m

counting slow

87

or I started

late

90

But

it’s ok

92

I could

hide

in here

all day

96

and not

get

caught

97

cause

who’d

ever think

to look

in an

old

refrigerator

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