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Literature is ruined by people
the way sport is ruined by the referee.
See what they've ruined. Have you tried to read that poetry?
The contract, the prize, the published book.
I'm serious. Don't laugh. Look.
These are the poems strenuously recommended,
these are the poems which are read.
Pay for the advertised reading. I'd rather be dead.
The neighborhood kids would play ball.
There was mud. We'd go out for long passes. We'd fall.
We played until dark. No one would peek.
My favorite play to call: the quarterback sneak.
It was only us. No coach. No referee.
If I fouled, if I stepped out of bounds, I said it. It was me.
Before poems, I knew what made them. Despite you, I could see.
