Cut the bank for the fill.
Dump sand
pumped out of the river
into the old swale
killing whatever was
there before—including
even the muskrats. Who did it?
There’s the guy.
Him in the blue shirt and
turquoise skullcap.
Level it down
for him to build a house
on to build a
house on to build a house on
to build a house
on to build a house on to . . .
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Beautiful site. Thanks! =)
I have no comment. it’s a peom about a guy they plowed down some ground and built some apartments, nothing exciting about it.