May 15, 2010

#434 "we reach the shore"


the colour in my cotton candy
the life in my bleachers
the difference between standing
in the game
in the box
full count
and standing
alone
ball and bat
practising for a game that never comes

she puts a glove on my hand and leads me to the mound
from my safe places, dug out or daisy filled

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