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keep an eye on the ball
be ready for a blast

a long one
from home plate
to the cobblestone streets of the past

reaching out with both arms
extended across green grass
bouncing off a rock into a dirt path
ricocheting off my ass

now with those dam physic salvos
of wicked souls and virtual doll heads
really getting on my nerves
but they can’t kill the clock

so I’ll tolerate practicing off the field
watching and listening to cute little astral tales

wagging back and forth across every little puddle
now, there’s shadow and sunlight toward those outer bushes

they can all share providence
in a giant outhouse

clearing out blocked thoughts
until the process of survival is almost over

digging upward for a glimpse of home
scattered in skeletal sawdust

releasing gases of savagery and fear
reincarnated from eons ago

struggling to expel musty dreams
in case they get stuck between fluctuating lifetimes

perhaps a mother will return
or an enemy friend
or lost brother
or a beautiful sister

or maybe the mistress next door
could be the your wife’s next lover

in this lifetime
you have to send them all away
discard their attendance
while demagnetizing remnants of their presence

banish their acids
by melting then back into their original mold

if they should strike out
even after keeping an eye on the ball
and the diamond miraculously shatters

you will now be able to see life’s subjective form
coalesce then collectively disperse