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Mud Is a Memory

from the engine of more by miscellaneous owl

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The wells dried up slowly
At first it was only on Sundays
That they asked us to ration the water
And then they assigned us an hour
To open the taps

I run down the empty riverbed
Scatter the bones of fish long dead
Where mud is a memory, mud is a memory
Dry stems fill empty fields

This was the last one
Won't get fooled by the next one
Won't get fooled by the next one
They closed down the highways
But the tanks went on rolling
Past the empty gas stations

Great clouds
Billow through hot white skies
The dust begins to rise
The wind whips grit into my eyes
But I can't waste water on crying

Planes once traced their paths through air
And now there's nothing there
Flight is a memory, flight is a memory
We'll never get away from here

They said there'd always be a little more time
Reserves to tap with a high-tech pipeline
Now mud is a memory
Freedom's a memory
Hunger has drained out the blood of a century

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from the engine of more, released March 4, 2022

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