Friday, March 27, 2009

Wide-Eyed

Treading water becomes hard sometimes.
You feel the water level creep up and up until it reaches the corners of your lips to destroy what you are.
You hear commentators say that a pitcher will "reach back" to put some more on an important pitch.
I "reach back" but get a handful of nothing.
So I make my last push and take solace in my sinking.

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