fertilized grass must be mown
the green malignancy and kidneys of sand
cattails in the rough
you recall napping
on the fairway of a course in indian wells
you were removed
at the behest of dyspeptic pediatricians
crocodiles on their beating hearts
you are destined to exceed par
when an errant strike confines you to a bunker
even jackrabbits can't live in poisoned sand
drink gray water or breathe chlorine
each stroke an evacuation
a prescribed route to an ever shifting flag
you lean on your cane
calculate the degrees of incline
imagine how the ball might roll
if a desert turns green
flanked by sand dunes and granite mountains
if a fountain diverts water
into fish stocked ponds
if gates erect
if purple flowers spring up in the medians
can you call it a blooming
catastrophe when dimpled balls
fly out in agony
free palestine
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