counting dimes

          Time’s fuzzy;
              Fog-of-heart,
        Save another war,
            Is thick as hell:
      Haze-rhymes with
          Kicked-in door;
    My fault, as many-well—
        You were shell-counting
  Wind through chimes;
      For a bellman
And a bus,
    I was counting dimes.

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