If athletes were to understand poetry my life would be a lot easier
Maybe if they understood the way their legs moved them to the finish line
Was the same way my fingers write across the page of 8x11
How they gripped onto their hockey sticks
The same way I gripped onto my #2 pencil
When they get the ball in the net and win the game
Is the same feeling as me writing the last sentence of my poem
Maybe if athletes understood poetry I wouldn’t have to explain that it brings me joy
And they won’t ask why immediately after
But maybe if I understood sports they could understand my writing