Let Me Swing At This Ball Poem by Manonton Dalan
Let Me Swing At This Ball
dull white catching my eyes
from middle of dried lake bed
that could be mine, i lost track
flew over caught by ray of light
ginger step, soft sand, committed
i sink an inch for all my steps
i notice a pool of water, a fish
wide eyes, breathing on her mouth
it could be catfish and very dark
almost as thick as my clench fist
she either borough deep or perish
no sign of rain but cool breeze
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