I'm haunted by village gyms
gone dark, the echo of a
bouncing ball
a tournament of teams
empty jerseys floating
whispers of invisible shoes
on the shining floors
there is no win count
only loss, upon loss
the score ticking up
as time counts down
for us all
with life the last big game
[April 17, 2023-- on news of the loss of a dear old city league teammate..]
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