in my dream
I’m at the ballpark
watching omaha royals
grind out another game
no-one here tonight is
in danger of a major league call-up
and down in kansas
george brett rests easy…
nighthawks are feeding
up in the floodlights
occasionally the wing of a bug
flickers to the ground
every now and then
the beer guy stops by
crooning away like frank
about the benefits of bud
fleeting moments
of excitement come along
when a foul ball
clatters into the bleachers
kids scurry around
chasing the prize
and some old guy
gets the ball and keeps it
asshole
I miss rosenblatt…