Game Night

Are we back in the red zone?


Seems we've ventured in the grey.

Is this temporary?

Getting worse?

Is this here to stay?

I'm antsy for some answers

No one's willing to provide

Only shifting those old goalposts

So the questioning subsides.

by Kayla Henry

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