maybe the middle of it
i awoke and felt like shit
knowing how i misspoke
with an ill-advised joke
about me and a tree,
a bum hip
and two wounded knees,
and please
know that life can be a bitch
being a snitch
or even while on the up and up
wearing a catcher's cup
to protect the balls.
no more falls
might be the best
on the romantic test
with a score above zero on a sliding scale
between serious woman and inept male
timing my shot
hoping for more than what i got
without being greedy
or, in the worst case, being needy
and alone
with no way to atone
for careless words perhaps like above,
less frivolous and more infused with love.
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