If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?
I once co-organized a sports team and our colors were iridescent — shifting from rosé to blue. Our mascot was a mystery.
“What time is it?” I dared not ask
— for, the shadow was skulking in fit
“How much will this cost?” the shadow’d demand
— never once seeing all that I’d lost
Across the horizons of vintage floorboards, the Sun still shines, happily
Time over there and Loss over here, each our own cheerleader, sadly
Ask ye I, Shame
What is it you want of sport with me
A story to tell
This cloddish girl
Oh! How she fell for parallel universe truths
A jovial tale
Where thee, with all thy dark proclivities
Shouldst mute and suffocate her good heart?
I don’t want to live this yet, Springtime
For, every time the birds and bees and all manner of creatures and things -good sports and bad- migrate back
There’s the media storm, the tough talk, the hype, the great expectations placed in the wrongest of wrong places
So I will close my eyes and wait, Springtime
The whole time I hoped
I was stars and universe
Not sport and passtime
Here beyond the first
base line, I believe you can
get all the way home.
The cool Country eve
Hopes to get a leg up on
The hot Urban morn’
And must it be that winning
Be based on zero-sum
When there is pie as grand as Earth
Our cupboards bursting with the stock of the brave of heart
A good, good courier -integrity, does deliver
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