I went to a soccer game tonight.
I saw the setting crescent moon.
I saw red faces and passion.
I heard fuck and shit from the sultry bored voice of a fresh-skinned teenage girl.
I heard the chink of the fence when the ball slammed into it.
I saw joy running down the field on long legs.
I saw two faces light up to see me when I walked to congratulate their play.
I watched a ball rocket through the football goal posts,
a player limp to the field, then run flawlessly in pursuit of a loose ball.
I heard three shrieks of a whistle.
I felt my hands sting from clapping.
I smelled fresh-watered grass.
I heard a man say, sometimes you gotta be selfish and go for it.
I saw the clock stuck on 1 second.