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"The Alley"

The rental shoes.
The house balls.
The ball returns.
The air.
The score keepers.
The gutters.
The lanes.
The pinsetters.
The pins.

All belonging to
The Alley.  

The gentle clunk of the ball return.
The light slide of the left foot into place.
The flawless approach.
The perfect let down and throw.
The ball spins and curves down the lane.
The perfect hit into the pins
Smashing them all the pins for a perfect strike.
What a beautiful sound.

All belonging to
The Alley.

I am a part of all these.

I belong to
The Alley.

                                                            November 20, 2002

It’s my heaven. I am a bowler down to the very last inch of my soul.

Poems