Upon reading that a quarterback had received a concussion.

Knockout

spasms control thoughts,
one arm lifts then drops,
inside thoughts turn
inward even more.
those unconscious beings
travel down legs
embedded in soil,
a quicksand moment
when dozens of kangaroos hop
and camels ride
with humps swaying;
standing becomes a wobbly blur
and friendly faces
warp with each move.
empty your pockets
for the poor
while weak-kneed muscles
collapse in pain.
have eyeglasses been lost?
will terror trains
rumble in eardrums?
positions taken
in backyards
bring grassy boulders
into view;
large ants crawl
on eyeballs
and blinking takes
so much effort
why try?