The big claw takes its angle
and drives down hard,
shivering Kezar’s concrete bleachers

raises up and drops again,
half a section crumbling into rubble

McElhenny shakes a tackle,
cuts back hard against the grain,
returning a punt for six

A thirty year old TV clip
stirring the mind’s phosphors
as the claw slams down one final time-

a scatback’s moves flickering in amber