Hail Mary

The end of the game neared
We set up
Ready to go
With one last hope

We set up
Receivers going long
Steady hands required

Ready to go
The play began
The clock finished

With one last hope
I flung the ball
Praying for a catch

All I Could Need

I need only three things
Give me comfort
Something to do
And my friends

Give me comfort
That I might be calm
And wait for

Something to do
Somewhere to be
Some place with me

And my friends
Who always give me
All I could need

Late Night

It's a late night
Writing a paper on
Arthur, legendary king, not
President number twenty-one

Writing a poem
To pass the time
And rest my mind from

Arthur and his stupid
Chivalry and honor
Cause I prefer my

President obsession
To that king and
This stupid paper

Last Time We Talked

Last time we talked
You said that
I truly am
A good person

You said that
So many times
I started to believe

I truly am
Worthwhile to be
Your friend but

A good person
Never regrets the
Last time we talked