The Black Bat: Cantos XIX-XXV
A Supernatural Baseball Epic
Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
The Black Bat: Cantos XIX-XXV
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
XIX
Around the park they speechless gape,
Each player, coach, spectator too,
At that near miss, a great escape,
A ball which could’ve out brains blew—
Except the catcher, whose shrewd eyes
The swung bat seemed to mesmerize.
For off its barrel wafted smoke
As inky bl…