i remember being 12,

poetry

and i was enamored,
much like when i later got hammered,
and my mind was filled
with thoughts that thrilled
every part of me
as i watched the tv,
and i wanted so much to compete;
and I wanted so much to complete
ly leave behind the stocky boy I used to be
finding the athletic god ahead of me.

so i decided to go get myself a snack,
thinking that tomorrow i would hit the wrack.

Team USA

poetry

they say that we’re slipping
but i’m not so sure,
at least not according
to the posted score
where we’re really quite good
and still up on top,
at least for the moment
our dominance won’t stop.
so whether these wins
really matter or not
at least we’ll feel better
about our loss of the top.