rabid
the last time
the pittsburgh pirates had a winning season
they lost in the national league championship
for the third year straight
atlanta that time
i punched a door in my home so hard
that it and i are both still seeing stars
that was 1992
i hadn’t even had my first piece of ass yet
now those bastards
have won their eighty-second game
and counting…
twenty-one years of futility
has gone down the shitter
where memories and bad luck often go
while the good luck stays hidden in the rafters
the season isn’t even over yet
i’m officially rooting for the above average now
who knows what’ll happen
to them or me in a month’s time
if i were cesar vallejo i’d say
maybe death?
at least some kind of decline
but i’m hoping for the slow roll into the post-season
for a team and especially for a city
long deserved that kind of glory
of course there is still that playoff curse
but i’d like to think
that i’ve matured some over the years
the last thing that i punched
was a new jersey railroad ticket machine
back in 2007
my left hand still hasn’t completely healed
from that one
but…old habits die hard
it would be unwise of me
to underestimate the rabid, american sports fan
even if he is me
because if past history is correct
then i’m a glutton for punishment
doomed to repeat my mistakes
over and over again
and i’ll admit that at times
when at my highest and lowest
the bathroom door in this apartment
circa 2013
has had the word fistfight
written all over it.
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