without a government
of violence to hammer out factions in a town under water
millions of tons of raw sewage become shell fish down stream
inaccessible whale bones
circle around acclaim
those distilled spirits entitled to a refund
i deny
the classified
data
the arrangement
the scandal taking questions
the odd president who doesnt listen without approval
i don’t think
i would say that
under surveillance
and that’s a compliment
from the factory floor
*
(after Katrina)