Lake Winnipesaukee

Fog obstructs my view

Is it rolling off the water

Or from my meds

Is it forming above the surface

Or behind my eyes

Kitchen Sink

I didn’t cut the kitchen faucet off

The thought pops in my head as soon as I sit

I’ve never left the water running

But now, I have?

No, I haven’t

I know I cut it off

Besides, I’d hear it running, right?

I cut it off, like always

I won’t check

I won’t check

I won’t

I down my drink and take the empty glass to the kitchen sink

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Basketball/Running

Hardwood

Greenway

Late nights at the park,

last to leave

Early mornings through the park,

first to arrive

Smell of leather

Freshly mowed grass

AI

Meb

Bum knees

Less bummy knees

My knees used to kill me on the court,

nobody asked

They feel fresh on the pavement,

“Don’t runners have bad knees?”

Mid-post fadeaway with the awkward shot

Picking up the pace with my limping trot

Arrhythmic sneaker squeaking

Keeping time with a pair of Brooks

Brain dead, unconscious, in the zone

Chasing the elusive runner’s high

Full court

Marathon

How many shots in a row

How far or fast I can go

Pass the rock

Other runners

“Bucket!”

“On your left!”

Painted lines

No boundaries

Crossover

Cross the finish line

 

Sir Topham Hatt’s Funeral

Procession of long black cars

like an evil Thomas the Tank

So many ways to die and

This is how death engineered your fate

The Fat Controller standing by your tombstone

Wearing a top hat

Nightmare

I had a nightmare

In that nightmare I was my old self

Mistakes I knew were coming I was helpless to stop

Same anger

Same sadness

Same pain, emotional and physical

Same nothingness