NaPoWriMo XI

Can you wait just a minute?

I have to sprain my ankle
before the swimming coach finds out
I had fake school spirit in the tryout.

I really don’t give a damn if
the Bobcats win or lose, we’re
all a bunch of wet cats anyway.

Sure, I can swim. Better than the rest
of those paddling clowns. I’ll be out
at the lake if I really want to enjoy my time
in the water. Medals don’t float.


Author: Aidan Badinger I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.

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