Batter Up

kaleidoscope of energies

melodrama causes spirits to collide

they're quintessentially extinct

franken-fiber replaced all that was real 
stopping up my bowels making bloated cramps

I'm moving past resentment towards discernment

after anger seethed from every pore

the fire of love burned deep in my heart

mere words cannot articulate their hatred

a war of wills waged and raged over fate

surpassing all their players in this game

eyes forward, focusing, fixed on my goals 

discretion, unlike freedom, is not God given

I'll hit their balls, relentlessly, out of the park
gamblers get out your cash - bet big and fast

my batting average is better than theirs
which doesn't matter when they're a "no show" 
they lost track of time trying to find their balls

©2007 – Tamara Imes
Edited (rewrote) February 13, 2015 - Tamara Imes-Nicholas