The artistwho really knew how to ballslammed his last dunkposthumously orchestratingan exultant waveof humanityslanging it all skywardlooney-tunes constellationsraining his name earthwardwhile wecontinue marvelingon the free throw lineat the exquisite contradictionour petite giantof arrogant humilitybestowed upon uswith purpose and accidentallystumbling it all back home
Sharing in the Imaginary Garden today.