The Love Song of J. Anthony Barton

Let us go then, the reserves and I,
When the afternoon is spread out against the sky
Like Newcastle etherised upon the league table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted stands,
The muttering fans
Of Amsterdam,
To restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And headlines about who our owner sells:
Tweets from followers like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question.

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The Run of Play - Soccer in Style @ Aug 29, 2011 10:20 AM EDT | Blog Profile