middle of the twenty-first
the hit got through
another run scored
the boo birds came out
in full force
cageless & marching
to the concessions
from the jumbotron
[and for the third time]
they heard harry caray
singing his heart out
people swaying & pointing
toasting to the dude
some saying they thought
he was dead
it started as a day game
that never quite ended
the full moon high behind the clouds
street lights flickering
backup generators humming
keeping all hopes alive
may two thousand twenty-three
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