WE STILL LIVE

The sea folated up the rivers
up to the sky, something presumed eternal
something like childhood is gone.

Our days -- now slipping
you dive, you forgot the day, these days--
our days, those green, those blue
those berry-like days are long gone.

Cars are stuck, collapsed are the bridges
all ships hurled ashore, burning down to ashes

and gallows are made from the remaining trees