i feel a drop hit my collar
roll down my neck
under my shirt
cold and uncomfortable
but nothing like the hurt
nothing like an old wound
with the top taken off
ripped open and laid bare
to everything
and nothing
all at once
exposed again
raw nerve pain
feel it all again
put it away for now
don’t pick that thing
that scabby little
rough bit
all made out of edges
nothing beautiful about it
just another healing wound
yeah…i'm just sitting in the rain
i’m getting wet
just a little bit
i’m getting soggy
all melty and cold
lucky i have arrows
on all my boxes
at home
to tell me
which way
is up
About the Creator
Brenton F
It's just a token of my extreme - Frank Zappa
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Comments (6)
just sit and marinate a while. it'll pass, at least, that's what I tell myself
Wow, Brenton, I can feel the hard rain… such a deluge of emotion in here. Well done! 🙂
Just another healing wound, fuck yeah brother. Really beautiful description as always.
An old wound with the top taken off. That's how I feel life is. That line was so deep!
I have fun thinking I'm reading an underlying story in poems like this. I could be way off base but I'm interpreting old wounds and trauma, and perhaps a bout of PTSD in the moment spent getting soggy in the rain (and boxes that remind the speaker which way is up? gotta be related to ongoing flashbacks to trauma, right?). When the objective correlative comes shining through, I have to spend those extra minutes digging a bit deeper. This is a fantastic read, Brenton. I really enjoy reading your poetry. 😊💜
Wow. Melancholy baby for sure. Very nicely done. I felt the emotion and was sure a few tears were mingled with the rain.