Friday, March 1, 2013

centerfield

your sister's ex
husband is
in the hospital.
he's on a list
for a new kidney.
he wore the last
one out.
drugs and drinking.
cigarettes.
he's only sixty
but has the body
of an eighty five
year old man.
he was the best
centerfielder
you ever saw.
he could run, catch
and throw
like a young
mickey mantle.
he even wore number
seven. but that was
a long time
ago when time stood
still and the grass
was green, with
most of our lives
before us.

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