Stars & Stripes Forever

when the grass cools down and

all the info is in

make it

make it happen

             you go for the long ball

              or maybe you don't

it's a lazily idle

afternoon

the long ball goes

and down

                 it goes very far away

                 and comes down far

                 of the wide mark here

                 and you don't catch it

but the air

doesn't reckon it

either way

and that hug else

matters a little

                that's the way

                the way of not waying

                mattering not a little

                sinking it in

the long reach

over the yardarms

to the end zone

up and over it goes

and in the end down

to the grass cooling

into info

that goes out

long and deep

for the countdown

                      the whimsicality of it all

wellsprings and the four winds

I sing of the throne well

I think of it anyway

ukases and edicts

merrygorounds and wellheads

with gabled ends

the water in darkness

plashes and molds

and is replenished

with an aquifer and rain

that falls on the gables

and merrygorounds

with horses

dipping and rising

on their gears and cogwheels

with the music

of the panharmonicon

of barbarism and its cruelty

how to beat your whipping cream into a maelstrom

with stainless steel macules o slip of the tongue

a various economical contrivance what is it called

a horse trader's post out near Lone Pine

the old studios a pindrop commercials hear

the press its freedom industry and its wants

and the wide city abominable and loving-cup ready

Christopher Mulrooney hails from sunny california

                             lospoesy@earthlink.net

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