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.
From the disaster zone.
And dead that litter it.
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 bittersweet sounds.
Of icebergs melting...
RIP
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