Inspired by an NBA playoff game.
They surge down the court, a school of piranha
In search of prey, their hunger overwhelming
Their individuality. Five players
And yet one, linked by an insatiable
Desire to dominate this wooden sea.
A single glance from one, and another
Responds—inside, outside, passing, shooting;
They circle their prey, anticipating
Their every move before it can be made.
Familiarity gained from their hours
Together erupt in a scoring frenzy,
And the carnage is inevitable;
They devour mercilessly, without conscience.
Others will soon hear of this desecration…
And they will fear. A dark, consuming fear.
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