Saturday

the water towers
don't look like highchairs anymore

standing on
stilts
to peer just
above the trees

but rather
like megaliths

casting blue shadows
over ramblers on cinder blocks
and children on bikes...

if you squint you can see
birds
clinging to the massive dominoes
like dots

and if you dream
the
black letters
of towns appear....

but this year
towns have
gone

and cities
drink invisible water.

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