(I am here too)
Here is the shrieking whistle’s selfish song
Beside the bass line of my heartbeat
Out. Out. Out.
Behind the baseline of the court
Between ephemeral games and fathomless shame
(I am here too)
Here are my tirades unspoken
Here is my pseudo-raconteur mock-sententious letter of complaint
To every seam of my skin you’ve broken
To your palpable inability to care
I liked the color yellow
Before it was the color of your hair
(I am here too)
Here is my court-side-shame-hole
The string between quintessentially and mediocrity
The string that knots between you and me
You are the slash between the and and or
Between happy and yours
Between yellowing knee pads on yellow floors
(I am here too)
Here are vehement mascara stains
In yellow locker room sinks and
Here are blue group chats I would taint
Sweet honey girls I will never be and
If pride is a sin
The sight of you makes me a saint
(I am here too)
Here are my sorrys
Whispered through cracks between fingers
Sorry I’m not better and blonder
Sorry I served out the court
I thought then maybe you’d notice me
(because I am here too.)
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