A Sport

Life says be a sport about it.
It says this while revealing no rules
that might give the play some boundaries,
some sense of a definitive score.
People claim to be winners, but who knows.
Certainly, there’s no convincing umpire
or referee on the field. Not even the divine ones
with those shrill whistles hung around
their oversized necks. Their rules are crazy
and only there to soothe them. Life says be a sport,
and then does crazy things that no way make sense.
You start to realize the game is really much more
like art than anything else. You make it up
as you go along and just try to convince others
it’s a believable form. If you hang yours on a wall,
will people nod “Uh huh.”

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