To Become One
for S.R-S.

want a woman who would catch
when I pitch
what I pitch
as coordinated, as connected as this

not off elsewhere, eyes elsewhere
when the ball is being thrown

velocity surpassing speed of sound
approaching speed of light

not to be insulted, to be regarded
as a thing on the side, as a part time job

catcher with mitt, severely padded
has to be attentive

too worn out mitt
bound to feel the sting of the pitch
too quick for batter to see or to hit

my catcher and me though
as connected
as my brain and my big toe


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
4:11 p.m. 17.07.08