..and we go as we go
stumble down and try to say "i meant to do that"
we're clueless, but nod
"i know..i know"
from bad to worse
to bearable to
better
this game is best played
in a universe of
suitably handicapped friends
and when you find someone who
feels right in the palm
of your scrubbed hands
and smell the flower of her
graceful neck sway
to music that is too cheap and rough
for present company,
perhaps there
is and should be
the unheard roar
of an invisible crowd,
indecipherable numbers
lighting up the board..
and perhaps there
is and should be
a higher basket of points
more than stars
or all the grains of sand
when you almost fall
and say,
"i meant to do that" and
she smiles her lustrous smile and says
" i know, i know"
