We Have Discovered A Rare Planet Poem by James McLain

Rain it teems with mystery a secret found in space.
It hides us beneath the sky upon the ground.
Flowing to the window next to mine,
it winds around her ankle then flow to the oceans.
Space invaders,
little-known white, white hot girls that go on.
It rains tadpoles, frogs and fish within arm's reach.
I once put a salamander in a rose,
the rose closed the salamander swam in even deeper.
Backing in his head popped out he swam in circles.
The button or the bud the other rose it sampled.
Microdroplets
turn in to all the rage when you drink water.
Next to the pond she falls asleep happy moments
are when you put the salamander in his hole.
Moving end to end feet first.