The Sao Paulo floods
this year Sao Paulo floods
highways become rivers
people use make shift boats
Love ones separate
hold onto the things you lost
grief creeking it
undercurrents of loss
over the water people try to trade
staying afloat by will alone
almost underwater
up to their throats
Living a disaster
purging surging
bleeding out and carrying all
down torrential blender of a river
the big country
hits the small one
invades and bombs
represses destroys
death erupts
collateral damage
accelerates politics
your gone from the world
Speech fires
bombs drop
guns drop
one side the terrorist
the other the tyrant
playing to and fro
until the terrorists have suffered
tyrants have leveraged
one big country
squeezing the smaller one
injustice across bread
gobbled down
peace reigns short term
until tyranny becomes valid
like buried treasure
go and slaughter
he told me I moved to fast
straight after the first game
I was calling for the next
the high hills the walled my home
each one I would climb
looking to the next
before finishing the first
ever striving forward
he turned to me
official life face
heartfelt exchange
warned slow down
fresh eyes
the infant smiles
races to crawl
rushes to walk
send donuts to my ears
Not a real donut in the state
tenderly send them sacred intimacy
with delicious certainty
send donuts to my ears
the warm sand under us
sugar and cinammon
sun an oven
send donuts to my ears
smoothly over soft air as they dry
straight out of the fryer
to absorb this sweet powder
Build a sensuality
I love song
baked and sugared
send donuts to my ears
Pack up those rich parents
their polystyrene packaging cost more than their flesh
Vacate those immaculate beachfront apartments
Leisure exists as our great god of time
fun is all there is the time of your life obligation
what did we make all of this money for
Tiny people claim status what a perk
a world based on fairness
The presumptions of high income
the simplicity of arrogance
deafening yourself with laughter
quaint requests for wait staff
many serve the few
purpose epitomy
mistake another customer for an employee
grooves of grey
straws of grey
supernatural silt
from deep heaving puddles
shooting it all back
into a mind pagelike
clear sacred liquid
light of existance
Ol river passing
a wet rolling serpent
every flavor of upper states
levies raised
meandering toward the gulf
Steven said all bets are off
their group the cunning local monopoly
a guild that makes punters into property
in an illegal game
like swimming dogs
after a sudden flood
Steven said suddenly
withhold your money
the danger of the bet is most
of your earned money will be lost
to a few in the know pensively
study how to rob you intensively
Not far from the wharf no sea legs
excitement of the unclean and unsober dregs
organized for the climactic raging con
like new fitting clothes before a hunt
Steven said to wait for them to put their money
oh check the odds before you advance
dogs run win by a chance in hell
your small pile of credit will swell
