cohesive fuckers
words of ‘good job’ grunted
strongly tween the coach’s
grit and bared teeth, the
players – brown heads – from
the field of play slamming hand
shakes with one another
good job, world, you kicked
my ass. you dogged me on my
one ride around the sun. I’m not
sure why you were interested in
me, but one way or the other you
kicked me thoroughly. i’m not
sure what you gained, but you’re
a cohesive bunch now.
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