World Cup Found Poetry: “Teacher” (Spain/Netherlands)

He walked away in disgust.
At times a mesmeric formula
In Salvador.
Wasn’t he the teacher?
He had a gilted
appeal as a player, in many senses.
A piece of wood
teetering and tottering
on a downward slope,
that rather dirgeful
embarrassment is complete.
I would defy anyone to have
mortally wounded
a former teammate.

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