Observations from a squash court wall

Written by: Anna-Marie Docherty

Built to take the abusive raqueteering
punishment unleashed upon me
by human beings

Towering around those agile people
so quick of foot and strong of arm
with blood sweat, and testosterone raging

Black rubber ball scuffs pure white painted walls
a dash here, a strike there, a record good or bad
but each a mark of personal aptitude from a player

Highly varnised wooden floors sit at my foot
Echoing squeeks and thumps from trainers around vast cells
where contenders choose to be imprisoned

Supportive friends often stand outside courts cheering on
While raquets wave, splicing the air repeatedly
Until game over, exhausted and calmer pair remove shoes then vacate

Will this leave me in peace again
or will it mean my services are futher required today
Just what is on my timetable and for how long my working life?
                                                                                         
                                                                                         
                                                                                         
                                                                                         
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