Aftermath 
(for Lew and Linda)

When the water recedes 
there will be time to grieve, to sift 

through pieces of memory, salvage 
what can be saved. There is nothing 

to do now, but watch abandoned
cars and propane tanks bob 

beneath incongruent sunshine. The house 
could not contain its wild guest.  It forced 

new channels through living room, kitchen, 
across the road and there is nothing left 

to do between the scramble to reach 
higher ground and the weight of loss.