rain

          drops on the window       a window

          you can pull a red handle from then firm

                           Pull handle. Remove rubber [strip]

and well hello

                           rain slipping

inside the train car no       one’s around

so i’ll take it         i could soak a little

                            rely on some mildew when undry

i’ll take what i can

                      GET

                            SOME

             growth going

like when i was a quarterback

and hype man for the person team

                          sounds like

the rain in the mud, or shoelace aglets

tickling an ankle in the soppy locker room and

              every

coach i ever had saying Strip down

and You look like a faggot and i am a bundle it’s true

i must be collected // i am rare // and worth

more as a set

              aside and apart from the first tear into

              a new gift

A collectible shouldn’t be played with my

parents told me i’m listening       the knife made of bear

bone

              is still       in its case           folded in on itself

 

 

 

 

Mica Yarrow Woods. don't ever play yourself, poetry by mica woods. The Wanderer.