it’s the edges now
which cannot hold.
The slaughter rule
has gone
out the window,
and the refs grow
less bold
than a chessboard pawn,
while the worst
of us don’t even
sneak around anymore.
We all see them
showboat and
weave around the lines,
scoring touchdown
after touchdown
while the clock winds down;
It’s easier than running
for office unopposed.
But the silence
from the crowd isn’t
stunned; it’s just
bored, because
a circus that truly
goes “maximus”
is meaningless, and
after touchdown
while the clock winds down;
It’s easier than running
for office unopposed.
But the silence
from the crowd isn’t
stunned; it’s just
bored, because
a circus that truly
goes “maximus”
is meaningless, and
even pure diversion
will fail to meet its
stated goal when
all the world’s
a grudge match, but
nothing’s out of bounds.
stated goal when
all the world’s
a grudge match, but
nothing’s out of bounds.
