Who’s pacing on the deck
Waiting for their turn up
waiting for me to strike out
get a hit or walk or burn up
when was it me on deck
high school college next week
Once I thought I had it all dicked
how I cannot think or speak
what’s my next strange trip on deck
after scholar, clerk and housewife
two half truths don’t make a whole
all the halves that add up my life
swinging wild at ever pitch
or racking strikes just waiting
for perfection for perfection
how many moments ruined by hesitating
now I think I’m on deck again
do not know the count or inning
Wondering how I’ll play the game
if it’s down to that or winning
what
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