The Defective Record
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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