Holy Sonnet 2

Death, don’t talk trash — look at the scoreboard.
No matter how many threes you splash through
the net in my face, there is one Big Three
that wipes away all your boards, your points.
Any star with a killer crossover
dribble can put a defender to sleep,
and a whistle-happy ref can foul out
a player like that, giving iffy calls
to the home team, altering the game…
So why should I be afraid of your moves?
Then there are owners who’ll move a whole team,
killing off a city, all for a buck.
After the final horn we’ll all be saved–
win or lose, the game done — death, you’ll be waived.