One Minute Memoir Of a Semi Embittered Lifetime AA Batter by Dennis Mahagin

A walk man I couldn't keep going
and going.

In the dugout I listened to a hell
of a lot of Muddy Waters.
There was this one old blue oil drum
where bushers spit their bubble gum and tobacco
chew, gave off a cologne
like pot roast prepared
mostly to fool you.

My longest hit stint
lasted two
games, a lifetime
average almost
the same as my IQ.

Cary Fu was a middle reliever
in Sedro Woolley, a submariner
with a pretty wicked
sinker, too
and this crazy wind up
like Big Bird in the shoes
ofan amputee, like

Stagger Lee,
or Jeff Goldblum
on The Fly.
His specialty was making me
pop out
to short -- towering pills or spangled stars,
copper tops
in the night lights
took forever
to shit back
from the sky.

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