This city is drowning
not everywhere, not yet,
but I remember when the waters rose up
and swallowed Etna
Millvale
Girtys Run completely consumed
but I was fine
up on the cliff home
just watching
as homes became islands in the flood plane
the waters settled like glass
as silt sank to the bottom
where there should have been grass,
there were clouds
and it was beautiful.
But I remember after the water left
and the caked filth of the world stuck around
I never want it to happen again
but it will
the city is drowning
but we learned to swim
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 10:27 AM UTC
This city is drowning
not everywhere, not yet,
but I remember when the waters rose up
and swallowed Etna
Millvale
Girtys Run completely consumed
but I was fine
up on the cliff home
just watching
as homes became islands in the flood plane
the waters settled like glass
as silt sank to the bottom
where there should have been grass,
there were clouds
and it was beautiful.
But I remember after the water left
and the caked filth of the world stuck around
I never want it to happen again
but it will
the city is drowning
but we learned to swim
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