Today I sat on man made shores
and watched a little river flowing
In the course that we had cut for it
I lay down and felt the current
and listened to the water laughing
as it fed the marsh-plants
In the clefts of man made rocks
I glanced left where cat tails stood
four feet high
waving at the wind
gripping the remains
of some prior earthquake
and wondered who gave them leave
to rest there, and who
had bound me in
neumatikos 