Give and Go Gave and Gone by Ed Pavlic Lyrics

        In work boots and woolen Wigwams, you better
cherish the day and act like you know
    we’re a cold wind in summer trees at

Sligo Park. After all
    the shins crossed up in Gainesville,

        Bridget can be anybody

    she can have off the dribble. Give

Tiny the ball in the cage and there’s nothing
    he won’t do

        if sunlight slips between strangers.
Shut Up and Play filled lanes in the flesh weave
    at Nat Cole Park when L-No

fell in broken glass on the wing and you knew
    you had Jone Jone trailing by sweat
        beads in his used-to-be-your-woman’s
perfume. She was here

she was here yesterday, sat off in the grass
    like Sade sounds in the shade. Sweat.

        Damned if something something just ain’t right

    about how we do each other wrong.

        If you pass it to Ranger,
don’t come around tomorrow. The only place
    in town I know your pulse

before your name. If you see Shame, tell him we waited.
    Remember the day we won three

        straight? The sunset, your palm on fire, come down
in the chain net and never swore a sound

        until Red and Ricky opened a trunk full

    of joy and rain. You know me, I’ll whisper it to you
and go right. Two bounce : you know why loving you is easy?

        Slap the board on a crip— cause you’re beautiful.
    One death-still midnight in June,

        we met alone under the streetlight spot
at center court. I asked about that heavy
    hand

and you said Rough Shape was out there in the parking lot.
    On Saturday, you showed up

        with That Scratch, our shadows slow danced
in the lane and I tasted salt

        from the smooth brown dome raised up on your neck.

    Who else can tell them? About Maurice

        at James Madison and the blood type of my shirt when I put
    point in his eye. Last night, you wore my skin home

        and it couldn’t have meant less if I liked your punk ass.