This land is mine

I'm lying in the grass
dew penetrates my clothes
on the riverbank
and out the corner of my eye
chunks of asphalt fall
into the river
wash away smearing oil
and I'm crying.

You used to be so beautiful.
I used to travel your swells and dips
I was a butterfly on a wind.
And they've raped you now
you're not the same
I see you change a little more each day
and I want to hurl myself out the window
lie against your surface, wail wildly
til you hear me
I still see you.
I see you disappearing
I see them ignoring you disappearing
and I want to grip you
and hold you real
My arms are not wide enough.

And I dream of rivers,
filled with oil.
I dream of flames
consuming me running barefoot out of the woods
everyone is falling
And I just run.


And you're not the same.
And I miss the you you were.
And I can't save you.
And I just thought you should know.
I see you.