That Game Tomorrow

It started
like anything else–
a raging tide crashing.
The whole scene shook,
taken with tremors
and spitting up sand.

Howard sat up, content.
Content with what,
he couldn’t know.

“I’m goin’ to that game tomorrow,
goin’ to that game.”

He knew at that moment
just why he was so content.

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