HARDBALL BOB

So what happens next Hardball Bob?
Everybody is slowly taking aim on you
The gunmen are coming for the bounty
What can you possibly have up your sleeve?
The gods are not going to get you out of this
They have walked away washing their hands
You have reached the end of the known text
Well you reached that end a long time ago
Back when voyages were still in fashion
You thought you had sailed straight off the end of the earth!
Only to discover so had everybody else

You were never very much on love
But you fell hard in the opening act
She bore you to hell where you proceeded
To register as a lifer
You spent the next decade in a library
Trying to establish your antecedents in a tidy line
But the clock is running down
And you have entered the end game
You have spent your life on the board
And have become a master of the play
Here comes the queen bearing down
Nothing frightens you about the game
Only your sadness at realizing
Most of the play is behind you

2005
RJQ