Sweat

October 19, 2007
By Andres Salmeron, Providence, RI

pounding down the court,
scoring,
panting back to defense,
stealing,
passing,
yet through the midst of the chaos you come,
slowly but surely,
easing down my nose,
plopping on my upper lip,
to the chin,
then slide to the floor,
below,
only to explode in a shower of drops,
a splatter
relinquishing my concentration,
to the
game.


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teenstar_25 said...
on Nov. 29 2010 at 8:13 pm
good job that was beautifully written! i could relate to that


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