BILLIARDS IN JUNE: BROOKLYN CASUALTIES

The time has come yet again

To show some prowess and finesse and swift

The timeliness of this clandestine rendezvous

Will see not much more

Than despondency and

Dead meat.

Rocky bounced the yellow

Then blue, red, purple

A game of 9-ball

Majestic to the man

Falling to the losers

The sore losers.

I was only ten when I solicited this life to greet me.

Fat stacks of clean cash in

Dirty waists and pockets and tits

The five boroughs offered

Little

In the way of amusement

Fat stacks and greasy plays

Condemned poor Rocky

To nitrogen cold

release.