once, during the year of ‘96
there was an athlete,
larger than life, and literally,
larger than any mother fucker
i’d ever seen.
he was unpredictable on the
football field, just as in real life;
he couldn’t separate the two.
perhaps it was this inability
to bifurcate the two that
inevitably lead to his downfall:
the beating up of bums;
the ocean swims to nowhere;
steroid injections into his dick.
in the year of ‘99, he died.
body still swole,
but bloated swollen.
the funeral, attended by only a few,
was, by all accounts, a pathetic event.
except his pecs; they seemed to still