freakish talent

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:
ineffective student;
the beating up of bums;
lactating pecs;
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.
nobody wept,
except his pecs; they seemed to still
be lactating.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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