cinders
I'm all bustle - all action and I get goals -
box to box through mud and rain - filling holes
on the break away
the local paper loves me for my commitment
to the cause - for the last ditch tackle
that won the game
for my always staying late to train -
of course they don't report the whiskey bottles
now containing urine
that huddle round the x-box
beside the single chair - all the bitch
left me -inject
me again - don't remind me of my knee
I don't feel the pain - much - set me free
in midfield
to float - and use my positional sense
to over-ride the real life I lead - unknown
to the cheering crowds
The Blue Book
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