Will You Write the Poem?

Will you write the poem

That brushes me back?

That chases me

To the warning track?

The verse that comes at me

With spikes flying high?

That blinds with the

Glare of a sun-filled sky?

Will your words flow

With a shortstop's ease,

Then stop my breath

Like a suicide squeeze?

Will your poem smack

Like a fist in the glove?

Will it quicken the heart

Like the game I love?