Sport 40: 2012
Pronoun Rain
Pronoun Rain
I swish away the air. I sit here.
This is Wellington, I insist this is
my puddle on a stick, my wet foot
sandwich. I walk to Brooklyn,
all it takes is one step after another
and you’re there. I mean I’m here,
you’re there. This is what the air
will do, a fuzzy brain, impending rain.
This is a gang of rag-time hoodlums.
This is my city awash with friends.
Welcome little words
how do you do what you do?