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?