River was just river
When we met
river was just river
a word you could tarnish dirty
lazy, low
You could polish it too
poetic, glorious
so manly
but River took a stand
as the glorious tarnish-er
the anti polish-er
a terror
and so it began
the running, the rivering
the massacres
the corrosion of names
knife was dull
mountain spent
creatures leapt upside down
Regenbogen faded
underwater warriors
elbows ahead
spears holding up their chins
serpents as dress
made their way between the legged river
spawning ancient, ancient evil birds
all manners of catastrophe
In the papers: the mother of all floods
an image of a floating car