This is my first draft and I join team ‘Keep Sleep.’
My number is behind me on my uniform.
On occasion I feel the iron-on plastic’s curve
and it feels like an eight. I might be an eight.
Our jerseys are off-white; our symbol is a pile
of fingernail clippings, slightly turned
to the left. A lawsuit requires this.
If shown from above, the pile too closely
resembles the symbol for ‘breath.’
Our team colors are tooth white & brain-
white and diamond. Our cheer goes
like gin down our followers’ throats.
Tomorrow, we play the team ‘Recall of Elephants’
who supposedly compete with their eyes fully closed.
On their uniforms they’ve scribbled
the text of team movements in layers of grey pencil
on light parchment gear. It is said
they remember. It is said if shucked open
