life’s so cruel. you think you’ve got it sorted
but then it all falls down. the finger is pointed
at you, the fool. the battle was started
but then you lost. you’ve just fallen over
on a loose stone: the ball swings towards you
so put your hand out and catch it. throw it back.
show them how you want it to be played.
[written ages ago, but I’m not sure when. so it gets posted “now”.]