while
watching the soccer game on tv.
it's two teams from
countries i've never heard of.
i think the game is
in its 57th minute, with another
three hour to go.
when i wake up,
it's still nil nil, which means,
according to soccer
aficionados, that no
one has scored.
it's hot out.
and many players are writhing
on the ground holding
their legs or head
with some mysterious, and yet
not too serious injury.
i've never seen a stretcher
come out, or a doctor,
just some dude
with a water bottle
and a towel.
i reach over to the coffee table
to grab a nacho chip covered
in cheese, but it's hard
and cold.
my margarita glass is empty,
licked dry by my dog,
who is asleep on the hardwood floor.
i adjust the pillow behind my
head and close
my eyes again
after
setting the alarm for one hour
on my phone.
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