Just like the mantis
who eyed me from the awning
of my balcony,
I am not too keen
on present circumstances,
but I can sit tight.
Time feels different here:
like how the Sun’s always there,
right where I’m headed;
it’s so goshdarn bright,
now prescription sunglasses
are something I need —
To be at Coor’s Field
all spring and summer and fall ~~~
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