To a photo of two people making out in the upper deck at the 1972 World Series

In these distant perches,
This tent revival of Oakland pigeons,
Cheap of the dollar, rich of the possible,
We are ransacking whatever we have
Forgotten beneath our larval tongues.

Do they not realize that baseball is going on?
Sir, does baseball not realize that we are going on?

This is the missing purpose
Of the multipurpose stadium.

I am kissing you with my bad neighborhood.


(This piece originally appeared at FanGraphs. It has since been revised and made even worse, probably.)

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