What Happened On the Comeback, Baby?

Your woman

Says something

About something

And you can’t hear

It anymore

So

You’re out the door

Get in your

Car

And go south on

The 5

But the traffic

Backs up

So you decide

To go east

And around it

But

Then you see

The sign to Las Vegas

And you know there

Is some open road

And six hours later

You’re at the crap table

Crapping out

On the Come Bet

You turn and there is a fine

Lady you once knew

looking sorrowful

Because she was

Hoping you would have

Won and taking her

For a spin

again

And

She lays

A hand on your

Chest

And says

Oh, What Happened On the Comeback, baby?

Your mind is searching

For something sharp

To say

But your mind

Is dull

And your body

Tired

And your only thought

Is

Do I have

Enough gas

To make it home

Your life didn’t

Come out right

Your phenom arm

Gave out before

You made it to

The big leagues

You

Left the

Game for a few

Years

Then tried a

Comeback

As an infielder

But light hitting

Infielders

Are a dime

A dozen

You took a job

As a sports bookie

In Vegas

Because that’s

Where you quit

The game

You met

A chorus girl

And moved to

Hollywood when

She got a bit

Part in a movie

You

  Took a job selling

Tickets

At the Alamo

That’s what the employees call the stadium

Box office

That sits out in the middle of parking lot C

The wife’s movie

Career didn’t

Pan out

And she’s

Selling real estate

Now

And

sometimes

Those crashed dreams

Fall on your

Heads

Like a

Hard rain

And there is

Nothing to do

But cover

And run

You were hoping

For Little Joe on the

Come Bet

But you crapped

twice

It was Little Joe’s that

Laid you out

Took all

Of the nothing you had left

That

  Turned you from

The table

With nothing

But the drink

In your hand

And

Not a penny

To your name

You

Lean against the

Table

Throw your

Elbows up

To brace yourself

Because

Your legs are weak

And

The world is

Creeping in

And

You’re rounding

Second to

Nowhere

And

The good

Looking blond

With the

Sorrowful eyes

Those

eyes you once knew

Is

Asking

What Happened On the Comeback, Baby?

And

For a moment

You thought

You had an answer

But it is passed you like a fastball

High and tight

Your mind has

Dulled out

Like your body

And

Third base is so far away

Still/and

You are wondering

If I turn third

Just right

Can I make it home?

Do I have

Enough in me

Enough gas

To make home