I’d like to know the name
Of the game you play,
And, maybe just a few of the rules.
I won’t commit too many to memory.
I’ve a strange inclination
You change them.
I see the chalk lines drawn out here,
But don’t know if I’m in bounds or out.
And now I hear the referee’s whistle,
But don’t know what that’s about.
I have a strong urge
To ask someone for time,
But is this the beginning
Or the end of the game?
Maybe I’ll try one long shot at the buzzer.
If I make it,
Everyone cheers.
If I don’t,
I’ll disappear into the locker room
And flush myself down the toilet
Again……
-jenn long
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