metal clanking hollow bat
i've got an old phillies cap
it's red and marked with sweat stains
i wore it for all my kids' games
curly fries and apple pies
chatting with the other kids' parents
concentrating, reserved eyes
hovering over the plate
picking up a 3 leaf clover
unobservant of the pop-up
spits of dirt flying vertically east
mound of white powdery yeast
tornado comes rocks the stadium
suv's speeding away
coca-cola spinning in circles
painting the scene with soda
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