The Zone
“Rack’em up,”
“na, not my thing
I’m about the game”,
“ it’s chess,
not checkers.”
Top spin break
smack,
ball spinning through the rack,
two disappear.
Soft bottom right,
snap gliding left,
kissing the right curve
just a touch.
Step back,
walk the table,
stroke it soft
popping it off the rail,
watching,
judging,
surmising.
Back up,
right flick
with following bottom
for a slow roll.
Off two rails,
perfect position,
little draw back.
Reverse bank on the eight
for emphasis.
Now
that’s what I’m talking about,
“ nice game”,
“Next!”
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