Game 82

​CHI 115               PHI 105

When my dad died,
He stopped being the tormented crazy person
He was at the end,

And he got to be
All the things
He had been.

The book
Rather than the page.

Freed from the now.

There is a certain joy
In endings.

​Hoops Haiku

And until next year,
Drive home safely Chicago.
Beep beep,and goodnight.