Dams soon will empty their winter-mad snows. Glaciers mop noonday sun from their solitary brows. Mass polar layoffs turn vast tundra to swamp. The alabaster breakers of peaks drown in dust. Crystalline waves burning antiquitous air conditioners Smell cathedrals of wind that break in their throat.
Iceberg lungs collapse into sky bombs arrest.
Water with its suitcase of thirst weeps On its long barefoot walk to the sea. The rabbi hid his bone cancer from the congregation. After a year he realized there was nothing to be done. He had consulted the books of learning to see If it was alright to tell the people on the Sabbath. His health was gone.