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You’ve really got to be in love
if you’re playing badmintonin a park
under the Cambiebridge in the dark
like when it’s been fullydark for at least 45 minutes
You can only see the bird
when it’s within a few feetof your head
and then you have to mangleand contort your body
to get your racqueton it all
and if you’re lucky—reallylucky
you can propelit back in the right direction
with any meaningfulforce or intent
Then you relax
with a Machiavellian grinas your partner
squints into the deep darkblue sky
desperate for a mercifullyearly glimpse
of the incoming intermittentbirdie
before repeating the contortionistgame
back at you
And if the love is new and fresh
[or better yet, unconsummated]
the sexual tension of themutual pursuit with racquet
can last for hours
despite the dwindling light
Copyright 2002, Stephen Buckley
08.29.02
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