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The Ball
Nicholas Trutenko
Who the fuck put me in this ball
And rolled me down the hill?
I mean, did you really think I wouldn’t notice?
What did you think I would think
When I didn’t show up for work?
My sudden absence should unnerve you
Like that yellow car spider that appears in front of your face
Then disappears in your car
As you are driving down the expressway at night
With your eyes closed
Trying to beat your old record of 16 seconds
Can this be in any way connected
To that Olivia Newton John song
That I can’t get out of my head?
Even though, I tell it to stop?
That used to work. But now,
It’s like I see a mirror in the back of my head
Reflecting what I see
In the mirror in the front of my head
Or, like watching a guy on T.V.
Watching himself on T.V.
Watching a guy on T.V.
In the mirror
If you look inside, you’ll see what I mean
In my head
In the mirror
In the ball
And all the while,
The ball keeps rolling