(Sequel to 4/27/2011)
The Scott Kazmir Trade, Revisited
It wasn’t so bad after
all
Announces the remaining brother
Standing almost, swaying, spilling
On adjacent empty stool
Really wasn’t all that bad
He rubs his flaking naked scalp
Tips phantom cap lost long ago
Really not so bad if only
A crumpled paper damaged voice
That always sounds as if he’s yelling, but
If you just look
The inattentive barman never looks at him
If you only look
The well-heeled stiff-lipped patrons never look at him
Just look at his Angel numbers
There are only strangers now
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