the glory of the stadium spectacle before the forest of throats chanting the soccer chant
high definition color scrolling companies forcing background attention
the dots dribble, the sticks pinball, the game picks up, the human body sweats perfection
the season starts on my wide screen high def tele and the myth begins
the secret is whispered in dark
as rising as falling as air moving in sleep silence and calm
her breath a small steady wind believing me to the secret i screamed at and made known
a secret destroyed analyzed dissected becomes broken
signs previously revealed
{secret summertime window-unit air conditioners alleviating hell;
triumphant ferry rides across bodies of water;
and bringing a [...]
the rage and the magic lurking as love
literally lust literally
lapses silent terror and big words
drawn out conversations after the occurrence
the passiveness of nighttime pets soaking up the cicada sound
and boxer dogs chomping at mosquitoes reflexively
long after the fly by and not caring
horns and motorcycles in the blocks away, having run over roads that are now [...]
So i’m stumped. Been stumped. Been halted. Been quiet. Been home in lost. Nervous there’s no more capacity. No chin strap to put back on. Is all that is left a rotted baseball diamond park bench with no paint? And no game to watch? No players?
Just a physical space of the diamond.
