Tennis, Not Everone
you're sitting above
me like a god that
simply sails in or
out but i'd prefer
the old in AND out
so not realizing
that you can lower
yourself to my level
even though ex
machina dumbfounds
me that you can see
more of the court
and issue with
decree that
she and i
are
love
love
now
i'm
out
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2020
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