us, open

us, open

conceptual tennis in
the sunday afternoon ether
no forehands or
backhands, only handedness
like quarks and strrange
lawn attractions.

Hand me your verses,
well-thumbed and digital
game and set theory,
a deferred match
for points made or postponed.

~

the net that separates us
into rackets and packets
mostly made up of air,

waving hands frantically
to know if we're there.

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(for robert rauschenberg)