Abraham Ángel, Mexican
Thanks To the HGH, Bruce Achieved His Dream of Becoming One of the Giants of Tennis. Now If He Could Just Find a Headband That Fit, 1924
Oil on cardboard
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/// In identical shirts, pants and shoes,
Hugo’s painted from multiple views.
Tilghman serves with no troubles
as one man playing doubles.
When you play with yourself… you can’t lose!
/// It seems Abraham never has swung
a real racket— see how these are strung.
Ángel’s figures “athletic”
appear childish, pathetic,
as though painted by one very young.
/// In the foreground he stands high above
far off tennis games he’s no part of.
The game’s weird at its core,
for you try hard to score
to ensure you’ll no longer have love.
/// O’er those “lollipop” trees, seabirds flitter,
but there’s no sign of any small critter.
Near and far, Hugo stands,
rackets in their right hands,
but the third Hugo is a switch-hitter.