Suspect the Susquehanna of having its eggs in too many baskets --
tributaries contribute to water shedding, where the loam's wetness
roams unvetted and causes unreasonable flourishing in places
that cannot be corralled or wired -- past Pennsylvania problems
have been fixed by introducing a wasp to lay eggs inside
the brown marmorated stinkbug, to prove that control is at
the behest of money and power, and that streams cannot give
reams of living without paying the tax of death and its purveyors --
stop and swell like over-watered roses, you February mountains,
your defrosted-from-frozen offers are hereby rejected, forever,
for coming down from the freezer for free and not knowing how
to go back up liquid -- thank you, though, for pointing us to
your oily hollows, at which point we could slow down our
whaling and burn our undergrounds mostly, and call it entire
when our chemicals could reproduce that sweet ambergris
and make Melville out of molehills rather than Ahab out
of big pale rage -- it's called revenge when the names are
flowing cold, sweeping the bardo's beavers to the Chesapeake,
letting this place feel more connected than it will ever be again.
Roman Ryan 