am I back??? do you care???? questions
Putting my poetry here because I want to be delusional about folks reading it. While I was eating tacos Which were at best mediocre I saw a basketball game being shown On a well-placed screen I thought: "The Denver Nuggets must be the best-dressed team in the association." which is most of what I'm capable of saying About a basketball game. Now I'm realizing that it's March (which I know in the game of baskets and balls means Madness) and am unreasonably surprised that this year, unlike all others before it, I have not heard even a whisper on the wind Of the hoots and howls Of basketball plebeians Which to me had become synonymous With late February And early March. How really strange for this to be the moment When I realized with such clarity That things happen in the world Even when I'm unaware.
