To the defender
In front of me:

I have no left

It might as well be a club
Or a phantom foot

One, two, maybe
Three times
I’ll have my glory

Dribbling past you
With my right

But you’ll learn
Like they all do

And then I’ll have to find
A new game

With new defenders
Who don’t know me

June 30, 2021 at 09:05PM