Moon threes
Johnclarestokes
I dreamed again I was in high school
on Coach Robinson’s basketball team
composed of all brothers and sisters
I wasn’t a starter as I sat on the bench
eating pizza and complaining about
the starting five not working for a shot
just tossing the ball up
At some point my name was called
when I went in I envisioned being the hero
but I could barely dribble, throw or shoot
the round ball
at some point toward the end the other
team left the court and it took me five attempts
to make a layup unguarded
we were still down by twenty
Everyone was lining up shaking hands
I was still playing
trying to win.
Marvelous night for a moon swoosh
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