we rolled this town

we rolled this town here on logs felled by our fathers
scraping basements on ancient trees instead of floating
homes over water—we were afraid of sea snakes so
we rolled this town here on logs felled by rotten men
who saw through grass-stained glass lenses drank
pulp ate dark meat and gnawed tobacco leaves

this isn’t where we wanted to stop but bears impeded our progress
you can’t always control where you stop because bears may impede your progress
you forgot you were salmon swimming upstream until those bears impeded your progress

it isn’t fair that you prefer white meat and still wound up salmon swimming
it isn’t fair that you’re allergic to smoke and still wound up salmon swimming
it isn’t fair that you took to the plains to avoid sea snakes and still wound up salmon swimming

wood pulp salmon swimming on elbows worn green by tobacco sea snakes
spoon away the rotten parts look for healthy white meat wipe lenses clear

in order to find
logroll paths around the bears

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