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ongoing failure (poetry)
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by
jessicaj
Mon Mar 20 2017 at 21:27:46
Baseball is a game of failure
I hear people say this daily
Last Friday
I was
talking to a guy
About the road to the
Final Four
He wants more
ESPN
More college hoops
More
NHL
, NFL, and MLS
At first I'm nodding along
Then I started envisioning
An invisible painting
Hanging before me
A blend of 90% fescue
With freshly raked dirt
Demarcating the infield
Suddenly my mouth waters
I can taste popcorn
salt
Smell yeasty beer
Hear drunks arguing
While another batter
Gets punched out
Meanwhile I'm thinking
This isn't productive
I'm just sitting there
Growing older
Having spent my money
On a long drive and
Expensive parking
But for a few hours
I've been transported
Transformed, I've escaped
My burdens at work and home
Have accumulated
The ballpark is grimy
Even the new ones
Are gray slabs of concrete
Baseball is a business
Chewing up players
Sucking them dry
A capitalist enterprise
Time is so precious
Why would I waste it
Contemplating the futility
Of a rainy day at the ballpark
When I could be
Getting ahead in life?
But I have a secret:
I know why
The caged batter
Swings
In the warm
I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
Looking forward to the back of my mind
And our cars all jumped forward like bottles on a table thumped by a drunk
Millimeter
A Toast to Wade Boggs
blue
the tide going out
March 19, 2017
why don't poets kill each other anymore?
William Blake