poem

 Kentucky DerbyYou ’ll enjoy a day at the derby with me. I ' m the guy always growlingand down the stretch they come! whenever you return from the bar or bathroom. Pantomime galloping on a broom I found in a closet like I ' m on a filly exhorting her to find that extra gear win place or show it ’s a great time, everyone gets paid. I’m the guy without a sophisticated hat, sans bowtie, dressed like a beachcomber because I prefer sea horses to thoroughbreds, the five o ' clock shadow jockey four juleps down the tubes, whipping at thin air with the sinewy thread that wends his whole life together, you ’ll feel the sting of the gust in your hair. You’ll forget you placed a bet. You forget that only one horse wins.5/23/23
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