We saw his breath as it soared from its mouth,
Too personally. The camera zoomed in
But they cut elsewhere after things went south.
(Not very far, though. He still got the win.)
We sighed a little after the bid failed,
Wishing we could share the triumph, despite
Having flinched when we’d seen his breath exhaled.
Sharing can be a dream, or not feel right.
Only after the hit, and when they took
Him out, did the fans clap the loudest. I
Wasn’t too surprised, as I tried to look
At them, but something else had caught my eye.
The stands’ camera couldn’t have been the main
One. Its image was blurred. I stared at rain.