a split bowl of suns dissolving a table

One girl watches the boys make a bomb of birds

There was a thunderstorm
but nobody wanted it. It just sat there...

No people are my people. I am without a means of saving anyone.

September 9, 2007

Add incandescent dedication to six gold gloves
and get a damaged biceps tendon, a bad back and
a "loose body" removed from the bicep joint
in a

coach wont stop yelling
"watch the signs from the bench coach!"
but i hate bunting
- Brad Epperson



Swing Through
In sheer disbelief
Having swung through the fastball
He

A swing and a miss.
And now the lone samurai
Returns to the bench.
        - Ted Weir 



Longball
The flyball skies

Night game 
 raining on and off 
 seats in right field 
 peanuts, nachos, hot dogs 
souvenir cap 
 in fancy modern non-classic design

Strolling 
 to center field to peer over the