c. usnews.com
A woman says:
"We'll all be underwater in 100 years..."
Her eyes drinking in.
The watery devastation.
Of a New Orleans grave.
Misplaced.
Displaced.
Amnesiac souls.
Us.
Humans.
Asahi and Ok Computer.
Keep me company.
Soothe my mind.
As the hurricane subsides.
# #
My baby says:
"Love is... Travelling...8,000 miles..."
I say:
"Give me the gold, from your smile..."
# #
Damn.
Descending again.
Drifting.
In.
Out.
Just fading, really.
Right now.
Into the devastation.
The river of tears.
The hum of a looters heartbeat.
And those sweet.
But reassuring sounds of.
Icebergs melting...
# transmission ends #
