"Capital Punishment," a poem on Wizards fandom

I wanted to try to capture what it's like to be a Wizards fan and have to try find new reasons to hope for the future each year despite them never really paying off in my lifetime. It often feels like we never catch a break, although that's frequently been self-inflicted, and yet we still hold out hope that things are finally looking up for us. Or at least I try to most days.

This poem was my attempt to convey my usual range of emotions when rooting for this franchise. Maybe some of you will relate, others may not. Either way, we all still want the same thing at the end of the day, so, "Go Wizards!"

Capital Punishment

My heart is stained black, bronze, and teal blue,

A tortured soul, forever…