DRY

turn your cards face up in the magic
the gathering night
the rain falls hard against
the shells of minivans and cafeterias
it’ll take all the mana you’ve got
to sustain you on your way out of the 90s
listening to the rain
forever and never learning anything
you go back and forth
eat under fluorescent lights
you’re going to need all of that mana
to cultivate the flow that will run the poetry game
and then act like you didn’t ask for any of it

by: s—in' m