Marsh
The year was unrelenting
We argued all the time
I obliterate your positions
And you know just how to obliterate mine
Online, we talk
Say we talk, mute and block
I should turn this thing off
I know I should give it up
So I took a walk down the road
And at the bottom of the hill
A little river overflowed
And a swamp in the eddy had filled the ditch
With bullrushes and reeds
Black water puckered with bodies
Water striders, mosquitoes pierce my jeans
Try to really see the beauty
The blue-green
Light green
And yellow-green
And blue-green
And grey-green
And red-green
And muddy green
But all I can see today is black
Like the new moon sky
Like when you close your eyes
Those stars don't guide you anywhere
But there is no other there
No any other anywhere, but here
Now it falls, the first tear
And when they hold the election
This argument may end
But everything depends on it still
If we don't argue, they will
I can't even watch the starlings fly
When I know I can't count even on this
Tangle of grasses, the chance is this
Everything balanced on a kiss
Penetration of peel and pith
A body puckers the surface to take a breath
We argued all the time
I obliterate your positions
And you know just how to obliterate mine
Online, we talk
Say we talk, mute and block
I should turn this thing off
I know I should give it up
So I took a walk down the road
And at the bottom of the hill
A little river overflowed
And a swamp in the eddy had filled the ditch
With bullrushes and reeds
Black water puckered with bodies
Water striders, mosquitoes pierce my jeans
Try to really see the beauty
The blue-green
Light green
And yellow-green
And blue-green
And grey-green
And red-green
And muddy green
But all I can see today is black
Like the new moon sky
Like when you close your eyes
Those stars don't guide you anywhere
But there is no other there
No any other anywhere, but here
Now it falls, the first tear
And when they hold the election
This argument may end
But everything depends on it still
If we don't argue, they will
I can't even watch the starlings fly
When I know I can't count even on this
Tangle of grasses, the chance is this
Everything balanced on a kiss
Penetration of peel and pith
A body puckers the surface to take a breath
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Writer(s): Tamara Lindeman
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