The Pontificators

Even steven

There are fourteen stairs
up to my porch. When climbing,
I put each foot down in the same
place. My feet are even.
Even Steven

When I walk I count
the times my feet come down
without landing on the cracks. Sometimes
only four or five steps go by before
a foot finds a crack. But when stride
and sidewalk synchronize, I go
more. Once I went a hundred
fourteen steps. If you subtract
ten squared, that leaves fourteen. There are
fourteen stairs up to my porch. The door
sill counts.

I don’t know how
to capitalize titles. They taught me
to use capitals on the significant words,
and lower case on the minor ones. I think
all words are significant. No words are significant.
I capitalize every other word. It’s only fair.
Even Steven

I count by sevens in my head. Evan Seven.
The second number is fourteen.

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