Intuitive Mathematics
By Skye Radford
Body counts each day of being better
Body counts each minute of healing
Body counts the months since the last sip of wine
Body counts and forgets all the sums and numbers on the packets and scales
Body counts the units of alcoholic memories reclaimed
Body counts the weight of recovery
Body counts like cell clocks ticking in time
Body counts recurring circadian cycles circling in conscious and unconscious creations conjuring rhythms like a drum
Body counts heart beats with power greater than any machine
Body counts to 10 to calm the nerves
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Body counts, It counts, I count
No bodies to count, not the sex, not the amount
No more shame on my account, everybody counts
This body counts
Each day, each minute, as a blessing