of the field
I watched you from afar
as you slowly aged
before my eyes
You stopped
looking in my direction
after I threw the ball
back to you
because you thought
I was aiming at your head
Instead of your crotch
As you developed wrinkles
I took off my broken glasses
and tried to crush you
Between my fingers
You moved too fast
though
even as you approached
death
and I lost sight of
you
But I was immortal
stuck in the same day
over and over
Again