They are tapped out of beautiful lies
When the levees give way
And gush, with the vile
Of our treads

A nightmare consumes
When the brazen recede
Having given their all
To the thundering breach

Soon
There’ll be plentiful silence
When the waters subside
And our heroes despair
In the waning of verse

In the horrible silence
There is only the truth
The distress
Of the here and the now

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