the perfect game

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little bird

i thought from 50 on would be the joy of simple things

tomatoes, mowing the grass, slow walks,

breakfast with love and baseball at night



            perfect through five



last night there were butterflies gorging on the lilac

fluttering like a sexy disney movie or a disney sex



            perfect through six



armando on the mound up from the minors

the slider on and headed to a storybook ending

we were all writing the screen play



            perfect through seven



it's hard to be consummate

for your slider to be a metaphor

for summer delight

for orange and blue to flutter off

the tip of your tongue



            perfect through eight



today i was mowing the grass

near the lilac butterfly indulgence

the electric mower stop and i looked

for the disconnect

the dream unfolded and the lost love

from buffalo was sitting on the porch

plug in hand



            perfect through nine



perfection



but the last out taken  away

and no one was on the porch

just the wanting of  life

to a the ride into the sunset

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