CRY ME A RIVER

CRY ME A RIVER

 

The apartments we live in

Were built on swamp land

And when it rains,

Our driveway is grand…

With a flow of water

From stem to stern,

The septic tank floods

(Oh when will they learn)

That using wetlands

Accordingly will

Make rivers of driveways

Where floodwaters spill.

When we moved out here

The first job I got

Was in a restaurant

With a swampy back lot…

Water barely touched

The back edges when “dry”

But let it rain

And the lot would subside

Under the waters

To the dumpster cage,

Some ducks near the drive-through

I’m sure came of age…

That restaurant is gone—

It’s a pizza place now—

The ice in the lot

Must be a bugger to plow!

 

–Jonathan Caswell

 

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