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Cobb He perches in front of the visitor's dugout Fiercely sharpening his bile and steel A storm cloud over the infield His mother inside with a double-barreled shotgun The sky turns Detroit gray lightning strikes His father's guts splattered on the grass In the spume of sunflower seeds and chewing tobacco juice The Georgia Peach with a nasty pit inside