A Sizzle Without Complaint

everyday bloodies the banks washing away the good soil fewer flowers and shoots of grass pushing everything decades back... trapped on a shrinking cay everything loved or lusted has died or blown away,,, remember the picnics, plaid sleeves covering bloated arms a blitz of children cheap drink burnt meat(nobody complained) quiet crushing music drunks nibbling away the night brawling till morning dictating when the sun should arise its all gone now except for the waves that play with the mind sirens fill in the holes their songs... like fat dripping into a dying fire across the creek there's a party that goes on... forever