I Never Knew Dirty Water
or filth that blocks the current
down our town
of elongated streams
The color of clouds and milk
condensed in pipes
is not for drinking
The crows can fly
to cleaner outlets
I let the faucet run its rivers
down the drains and porcelain bowls
When I swim
in salt water of sustainable dreams
I feel effervescent and close
to lighter things
The sound of rhythmic crashing
is more than foam on sand
so is sucking for hydration,
like a mermaid beached on land
I know that I am mostly water
Water is always most of me
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