about yankee stadium.


this is
the only cathedral in baseball
where pilgrims come in thousands
to pay their respects to the
spirits haunting these hallowed halls,
flickering like flames,
like images on strips of cellulite
that will fade away in with the passage of time,
but will never be forgotten.
some have said
they have felt whispers
at the backs of their necks,
seen flashes of something
at the hazy corners of their vision.
felt the hands of ghosts
guiding their swings.