Reggie’s Team
November 20, 2011, by Homme de Sept-Îles
New York vain,
too vain for this small-town
small aim
game,
the city is a thousand growls
a New York
minute;
man, men
quench clocks
on urban land
where Willis grinned
or near collapsed fields
where Y.A.
Joe Broadway
and Yankee muscle
bent under wind
whipped
Padres
Raiders
or Unitas' Colts
and fro lords in the stripe cathedral
where beer bocker denizens
moan
Spike
don't
where the other Reggie
should glow 31
The unvain
the iced first cult following
fourteen thousand growls
a Ranger second
these blueshirt neighbour mavens
grin and suffer
a New York Lady's third
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