If
--
Hey,
look over there
In the corner
It's the corner
Guy, that chap who hangs
Onto things, onto situations
To which he belongs, even if
No one wants to acknowledge it
Sitting, waiting
If only this were
If only that weren't
If this, if that,
If some
other thing were true
Or
false, it depends
He'd
have a reason
He'd
have justification
He wouldn't be the
Third Person
Third Wheel
Third Party
Third Place
The backup who's
packed up
When the
non-reserves show
Just once, he wants
his
Just
one time, a win instead
Of
a show
A
sole chance is all
A
day in the spotlight
Hopefully in this game
Going slowly and
patiently
Arms outstretched
Head first from
Base
Might give him
A
better chance of
Getting tagged
Six steps from either end
Two
vastly different points
That look so much
the same
Should he run
straight
Fourteen steps to the goal
Or perhaps
the way
No one's looking, for
Only twelve
Or perhaps a mere flip
Can get him where
He needs
to be
Where there's an
End to the
If
And a chance
To play
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Christopher Erb, who's submitted a couple of pieces to Purr before ('Shatter' and 'Ache') under the pseudonym Chris Meston, is finally about to bring an end to his stagnation in eastern PA's sub-suburbs, preferring a chance to be near the girl he adores on New York's Long Island. His desperately-in-need-of-updating homepage can be found at http://members.xoom.com/vhoodoo/. |