by Stephen Jones
Empty as an aerosol can.
In baseball, it’s called
Shuttin’ it down.
“Time was, I had a full tank,
And I could drive forever.
Now I’m O-for-infinity
And can’t even get a walk.
Once, I used to clubhouse park
And boast about October.
Now it’s a car called Legacy
In which I’m just a rider.”
Funny, how baseball is
Timeless — and yet we’re all
Mortal in the business.
Same as it ever was: inevitable. “Some day” has arrived.