THE BASEBALL GAME
Venus de Milo
perched on my porch
waves me out.
"It was high, man!"
"You're out."
"High and outside!"
'You're out."
"Why you bitch I should kill you for that call!"
"Why don't you just break my legs this time,"
she whispered.
Norman Savage
Coney Island, 1967
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