The Ball is in Your Court

By Diana Diamond

The ball is in your court
Deflated and crusted with dirt
You’re in your room
Scrolling in search of greener grass;
A better catch

The ball is in your court
Once bulbous and ripe
An erotic suggestion
Now sagging and has lost its bounce

The ball is in your court
A relic; petrified
To be stored away for kicks and giggles
But you just leave it there hanging

The ball is in your court
It wants to be played with and caressed
But it only remembers being kicked and thrown
Maybe it’s within its nature
To be trampled upon

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“Writing is a wonderful release and a crystallization of one’s experiences through the written word.” – the writer

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