Until the Water Retreats

The river crested tonight. 

Ducks came to languish in the rising surf. 

I slept in a room 

Over the city 

Watching the starlings fall 

Watching the ants march.

I waited quietly 

while gravity pulled me to the earth

And things quietly shifted into focus. 

Meanwhile the toilet is out of order 

And showers have been strictly prohibited 

Until the water retreats. 

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