Billiards Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Billiards



Numbered balls of destiny rolling and being hit
around a table with a mighty stick of superiority.

Tricking and playing unsound wisdom of this
tenacious game, placing it in basements of concrete
and balsam, anchoring everything in spaces of non-
existent calculations.

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