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“Sorry, Batman. I Slipped on the Baked Alaska.”

 

You are the 1984 Winter Olympics curling silver medalist,
standing on the podium broom in hand attempting to explain
yourself.

You are the graybeard caddy,                                                                                       
holding the bag for the up and coming Masters champ
like a perennial bridesmaid awaiting Augusta tee time.

You are: batboy to the HGH infused homerun hitter,
women’s professional basketball,
an overall good sport about playing perpetual runner-up. 

       You are the DeLorean of superheroes.
       Unsung Boy Wonder swept under the rug,
       like questions not worth answering.

(originally published at NEW WAVE VOMIT)

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About Daniel Romo

Author of When Kerosene's Involved (Mojave River Press, 2014) and Romancing Gravity (Silver Birch Press, 2013). I'm partial to prose poems. Alliteration. And fragments.

2 responses »

  1. Splendid analogies for what would otherwise be a pitiful sight (the subject, not your writing!). This is soaked with pop culture like Paula Deen soaks potatoes in butter, and I love both.

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