19th Hole
On December 8, 2009
whereu@
txt me when ur there
i got xactly 99 msgs since may…
remember our plan 2 keep in touch
lest i worry about u…
and u worry bout me…nagging u?
told u if i didnt hear from u each pm
i was gonna follow protocol…
if u didnt reply 2 my txt in an hr i would escal8
so obviously i failed 2 keep our deal…
started missin u in sept…
2 busy to catch u in the fall :(
so heres my bel8d txt…
whereu@ cuz i havent heard…
only heard ur friends say ur missn now
and evrybdy is worried
…except me…
i know u must be having fun…
in a place wout scary words…
like fistula creatinine or insulin
or token praises like ‘u look good’
followed by sanctimonious phrases
like ‘u should’
a place of tranquility when ur alone
free of smug searing pity
where u can showup anytime wout a date
2 family gigs and tee times
wout catheters tethering ur stroke
travel and swing
a place where ur the happiest strongest fastest most athletic
…once again…
winning all races in our culdesac
batting cleanup hitting game-ending dingers
scoring touchdowns
competing between lines
tossing no-look passes
throwing dimes
a place for hidden talents
dancing and rhythm
playing the harmonica
singing on key
a place where its ok 2 struggle hide
compens8
…as we all do…
with inner demons
holes in our game
hook slice and mulligans
as my big brother ur gravity pulls
me toward many paths
(and sometimes shoves me down them too :-))
like ’79 u started my love affair with bball
rootin 4 ISU
‘if ur short u need a gimmick when playn hoops
like being ambidextrous’
…thats ur line…
so 2 this day every day shootin js
alternating right and left
i think…bird mullin bird mullin…
ur favorite players and so mine 2
and ultimately i think of u
as brothers we are different yet
inseparable like poles of a magnet
at times when arguing u could say
we are entangled :-)
but no physics or religion or
philosophy
or even life and death
can split us into monopoles
i feel your force now…always…from
a place that spins like a basketball
shot with perfect rotation,
creating a field that pulls stronger as i near
picking me up when i need an edge
an open teammate
a comrade
a brother
live peacefully
live large
live now
u r free
enjoy the holiday season rootin 4
the ducks and a rosebowl ring
and xmas parties with good friends
the callaways the titlelists the pings
i love u
stay in 2uch
and keep txting me
about ur next tee
i look fwd 2 picking up ur sticks
finally learning 2 play
pairing up with u beneath
cerulean skies and azure seas
riding winds of impermanence
sailing away
on this miraculous green canvas…
endless links beginning at a 19th hole
