And Did You?

Count well. You can’t
Call what you count
Named, but it is.
The count named it,

And counts are threads
That tie names fine,
That fit things close,
The most right names—

When they don’t lie,
That is. The lies
Aren’t ours, they’re yours,
Or are they? Count

Worlds one more time.
You see? No one
Count can hide none.
Step through the door.