In bed I turn to Maddux,
13 and 5, ERA well under 3,
On track for 15.The need for some kind of success
In this life, even another’s.And of course there is you,
you too I see,
Silent, aloof,
as you were earlier,No chance of building
on what I foolishly
Thought we had started
the week before.No room within you
For the likes of me.September 2002