I never wanted to win the contract
I never wanted the big deal
I wanted to see
I wanted to understand
I wanted to throw a baseball
And catch it
I want to throw it hard
And harder
And harder
Back and forth
Hear the leather snap?
Bam!
To the bone.
I don't like sappy country
Yodeling
Twanging on about
The good ole days
I want to rip things apart
Tear them to pieces
Shake the ground
Pound my fist
Drive eighty miles per hour
Above the speed limit
Sit in the backyard
Fix the old house
Not the antique
The crappy house
The cheezewhiz house
The wannabe Brady Bunch house
Fall calm
Alone
Sun drenched
Pure
Calm
Lines
Swinging
Swishing
Ripples
Rip it apart
Tear it
Toss it
Sing!
Scream!
I saw!
I caught it!
Struck the bone!
I understand!
I don't!
I do!
Knife in the chest
Head down
Then calm
To Dreams
3 comments:
This post reminds me of:
this post You have to click comments to see the link.
I don't blog much because it is sooooo hard to continue doing what I start! Unless guilt or strong accountability is involved...
(related to comment on post you linked...)
I blog because, inexplicably, I enjoy it.
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