Rooster

Rooster all your bracelets fit you right

they don't slid off of that white arm

and they layer so nice all mismatched together

all the blues and greens and reds and yellows

sparkle in the light

and the one I knit you isn't too tight

 

my wrists are nearly bear

just the scrap of fabric I use in my hair

and a few white scars that sit nearly still

and I tell you all those bracelets are wonder filled

and you say in a high voice that you know

 

and there is that one that keeps falling off

a little elastic one, thin and mostly yellow

and I say its so beautiful

and you give it to me

and I say I'll never take it off

but it falls off in my sleep