(a word of explanation: sometimes when you are watching Barry Bonds chase down mythical numbers, you remember that you wrote a poem about Ted Williams and the fight between members of his family to see who could desecrate his memory fastest ...)

Ted Williams Decapitated

Splendid, he thinks
Splendid—Ted Williams decapitated
No, not some other .400 hitter come ‘round
Not some new ballgamer with an eagle’s eye
Ted Williams—Ted Williams himself
Has been decapitated
By an eager cryogenicist
With a startling lack of respect
For the Splendid Splinter’s mortal husk