Relegation Dogfight
¶ 1
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Slow season-long haemorage of hope
to this sad suburban stadium: shades of Hades!
Heavy-shouldered stewards shove supporters in.
Squeezed inside the Shed, surveilled, surrounded,
sharpened senses surge as seconds slip away.
Hard shouts, harsh sky, head-slicing sensations.
One shot: our heart staked by a single strike.
Who survives such small horrors surely
savours humanity’s submerged sorrows.
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