The Mark

Pull back into your chest,

deep, back, and down.

Train your eyes, your sights,

down the lane

and find the one thing

you seek in that sea of green

and blue.
Pull back.

Push down.

And feel, and see, and hear

your hope arc up,

and fall down.
And if you are good –

or lucky – 

you will be rewarded

with a small puff of 

orange chalk

                         and smoke:

A metaphor, standing for

five meters of death

and destruction. 

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