Flying through infinite space
Earthbound bodies can’t compare
All bright eyes up, scanning thin air
Harnessed ice-cold fear
Beyond the foul
That feels like a warm full-orbed afterglow
You’re the unsung superhero
As above
So below
Know
You are the grand show
Jersey wings like angels
Moving like mind-blowing angles
Sublime geometry in motion
Travelling mystic mathematician
Trajectories on high
Long-range shots carve magical arcs
Through space and time
Wizards whizzing by
No time-outs
Your number’s called
Target on your back
Yet dunking golden dreams
While ducking sunbeams
You alley-ooped them all
Before the fall
Now you dunk dough balls
With black holes in scorching blackness
Embracing the madness
Where’s the magic?
From the free throw line
Swishing from a vortex
Slave to a 10% grey cortex
Birthed on this plane of existence
Persistence pays, globe trotter
You’ve got the world
Dribbling
In your hands
Flat courts like spinning planet flatlands
You always did
Never to be outdone
As sacred spheres spin
On the axis of your finger
Pointing heavenward
And the whole world cheers
The still crowd stunned stares
Then the whistle blows
Like a steaming supersonic soul train
As your feet hit the ground
Silence, the only sound
You hurtle through space
Back to banal
This isn’t about basketball
This is the fall
Game over
But it’s March, not mellow October
The king who couldn’t be crowned
Exit the king’s court
You’re homeward bound
Peerless
Fearless
Heirless
Seeking your kingdom cheerless
Globe trotter or globe squatter?
Is this the turnover handover?
Is this the half-time show?
Tell me no!
And The Referee screams, “It’s just an intermission in transmission!”
© 2019 IC Blackman