Touchdown (VIP boot camp exercise)

Touchdown.
The team in the dark-colored jerseys
bump into each other gleefully, in that masculine, angry way
as the ball is picked up by the guys in black and white
and the team in the light-colored jerseys
glumly unstraps their helmets and slinks off to the side.
They've lost this round. But they'll come back.
I watch the dark-colored jerseys load up the football on the
little football-holder thingy, ready to kickoff,
and out of the corner of my eye I see
you, in the dark-colored shirt, load up a bowl in the
little colorful holder thingy, ready to light.
The kick comes, and the light-colored jerseys get the ball,
hustling down the field, until they get taken down,
and then they line up, facing their opponents, hut hut, hike!
And you pass the piece to me, in my light-colored shirt,
and I breathe in, and release
and the ball is intercepted by the dark-colored jerseys
as I pass to the dark-colored shirt next to me,
and you breathe in, too,
and then the dark-colored jerseys feel the power,
and they go for
the Hail Mary
And the ball goes up, and we go up, so high above it all,
up and up, and we think for a second maybe we'll all be
in the sky forever
and we'll never, ever
touch down.