Helen Poem by Eugene Ethelbert Miller

sometimes after someone has hit a foul
the umpire will toss a new ball back to the pitcher
the pitcher will catch it look at it rub it
then toss it back and ask that umpire for a new ball
just the other night i'm making love to helen
and it feels strange
helen got her eyes all closed
she's squirming and moaning
but you can tell she's thinking about someone else
i run my fingers down her back like i'm tracing
the seams on a ball