I am out there crying
literally crying on the
garden deck, because
I broke my bone right
straight through the sliced
shin skin from a lack of
balance and impact, running
to catch and stop in time, and
my feet got so worn through
from walking,
in my trademark elbows-out
ducky-dumb cakewalk strut,
just to show the kind people who
took me home, and apologized for
not getting there first. All the water
in the world
outpoured, and all
the good dogs
barked up a storm, and all
I need
or needed
was you just now, to
come in, and nick
time, and break
my hot hot head
open to cool and
warm
before
my usual huge home
run bunt sacrifice bunt play, which
to be fair, has never quite done
been
born.
But I will step up,
and make it today, since
there's no other way
to make symphony
form
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