As if it were a jump rope
A blowpop or baton
Nothing special to fixate upon
All 68 pounds
Perhaps "Tiny," "Junior" or "Short Stack"
Not today
Today is for Shaq
Pippen and Jordan
Out of bounds is the sidewalk crack
Today is for ballers
"Big Man" or "Chief"
In accordance
A game of horse
Some swaps and relief
Then a full court press
Launching top of the key
No rest
And no two-handed timeouts to see
The humidity carrying with it
The third sweat of the day
Maybe a fourth or fifth would give way
Before bath and brush and bed
The day unraveling differently instead
Courts cleared of glass and a juice box
Candy wrappers are ok
Nothin' to do about pebbles and rocks
Paper gets pinned against the fence
In some random array
That's if a breeze comes through
Quizzes and notes
Most of the ones that flew
Would've become fortune tellers or boats
Things that lose their way like quotes
When something more interesting comes up
A bump a shove, something can always erupt
That's how it goes nearly everyday
You choose to sit
Or decide to play
The worst of those bumps
Turning ugly on occasion
A scuffle, a head smack, a minor abrasion
Remember when Derek
Dropped that kid on his head?
Never knew if he ended up hurt or plain dead
Spinal chord damage
Was what one kid said
Not today
Some heard Tiny say
38 in his elastic and on display
It was just some b-ball
But now kids are edgy
No one is going to give Tiny a wedgie
Not today
Someone might get blasted
Forget about it, Tiny
Everyone's gotta go home anyway
No one wants to play
Not today
--
8.3.09
A blowpop or baton
Nothing special to fixate upon
All 68 pounds
Perhaps "Tiny," "Junior" or "Short Stack"
Not today
Today is for Shaq
Pippen and Jordan
Out of bounds is the sidewalk crack
Today is for ballers
"Big Man" or "Chief"
In accordance
A game of horse
Some swaps and relief
Then a full court press
Launching top of the key
No rest
And no two-handed timeouts to see
The humidity carrying with it
The third sweat of the day
Maybe a fourth or fifth would give way
Before bath and brush and bed
The day unraveling differently instead
Courts cleared of glass and a juice box
Candy wrappers are ok
Nothin' to do about pebbles and rocks
Paper gets pinned against the fence
In some random array
That's if a breeze comes through
Quizzes and notes
Most of the ones that flew
Would've become fortune tellers or boats
Things that lose their way like quotes
When something more interesting comes up
A bump a shove, something can always erupt
That's how it goes nearly everyday
You choose to sit
Or decide to play
The worst of those bumps
Turning ugly on occasion
A scuffle, a head smack, a minor abrasion
Remember when Derek
Dropped that kid on his head?
Never knew if he ended up hurt or plain dead
Spinal chord damage
Was what one kid said
Not today
Some heard Tiny say
38 in his elastic and on display
It was just some b-ball
But now kids are edgy
No one is going to give Tiny a wedgie
Not today
Someone might get blasted
Forget about it, Tiny
Everyone's gotta go home anyway
No one wants to play
Not today
--
8.3.09
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