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After
the
Game
Bases yanked.
Infield groomed.
Tarp pulled
to the edge of the outfield
grass, smoothed.
Lowered flags folded.
Hisst,
hisst, hisst of brooms
sweeping aisles and ramps.
Section by section,
the lights go out
until the field is dark,
and the ghost of players
gone
to other lives
long
for another game
on that sweet diamond.
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