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He catches it in the high post with
Parish at his back and turns at
The waist jerking his gigantic
Gaunt frame and holding it like
It is fighting from his hands his
Arms a circle and he cranes his
Neck back to fake Parish and lose
Him and strides huge across the
Foul line in two articulations and
With a rocking motion leaps from
His left leg and cradles the ball
From low into his hyperextended
Hand and wheels his arm up into
The air away from the basket and
It trails out there as in orbit only to
Make a collosal mechanical pass
Wheeling back up as the other nine
Fall away into a yellow darkness.
His joistlike arm reaching its apex
Is as a spoke and his hand the vessel
And at the moment of release a
Transcendence rules and his grand
Skeletal structure dies out of the
Air and there is only mute trajectory.

The ball describes its arc through
Space and duration and it revolves
Outside of momentum and it falls
As in the track of a predetermined
Alignment into the fastness of the
Hoop and the net shivers up and
Falls, its fibres like a tissue of light.