1987 Lakers (Photo: Andrew D. Bernstein/NBAE/Getty Images)
Lakers/Warriors; And Knicks/Heat
It’s fun falling into fantasy lands. Fun watching sweaty,
dripping wet, teamwork of nephew-grandson men! Brisk
Passing/sharing! Rebounding missed shots! Chasing down
It’s fun escaping School Shooting of The Day—and
War of the Week!
Fun forgetting Pentagon Parties, Pinocchio politicians
and their elephant excrement-donkey dung $campaigns
It’s fun purchasing ‘personal’ pizzas, local pizza place,
and metaphor-watching with working-class ‘strangers!’
Fun following brown round ball whizzing crosscourt;
‘round keys; secretly daydreaming the politically ‘impossible’
It’s fun removing my mind from War House! From W-Drone
Ranger-Boss Tweet-Ol’ Schmo biz. Off sleazy senators, corrupt
congressmen infesting Capitalist Hill. It’s fun forgetting grand
dragon governors and 4th quarter comebacks by confederates
It’s fun watching furious fast breaks of great Jazz quintets—
playing “I can’t breathe!” bent backs; hands on knees—
Substitutions and timeouts… It’s fun when “Hands up, don’t
Shoot!” is ‘bout blocking shots—Not autopsies, flowers, funerals.
Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet; BAR's Poet-in-Residence; and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC. You can Vote for his work at: GoFundMe and PayPal.