Hypnosis on Friday Night in the SouthRobyn Schelenz
In the field,
Horses pull quarterbacks
Narrating empty land
That remains stone.
Plows pulled by quarterbacks
Also do not work.
Farmer, go back to your almanac.
Quarterback, stay patient for the snap.
I go to bed a tight end
Wake up an offensive lineman.
The play clock never expires
We'll wait to see who will flinch first.
The 20 and 50 yard line
Are all the same to me.
White and green.
Do you think the first hike was inspired
By dandelions at a stream?
Pigs pass by,
Mourning their neighbors.
Mascots climb over the fence.
The flood lights come on.
I wake up from a dream I wasn't even in.