Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Sonnet #129

We plant the seeds before the storm to save
A little water in the bill, but more than this
We seek to reduce the water we use to brave
the future where water will be extremely missed
Every drop of water that we tap and drink
Had a place in watersheds and aquifers and ice
Instead we pull it all straight up the sink
And redirect the water into the cities of size
That water was supposed to go somewhere
That water was supposed to be something
Instead, we push our houses out  everywhere
We pull the water up from from everything
I have so little ways to make this better
We plant the seeds before it rains; trust in weather

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