For friends…call 692-1500, and ask for Neil or Doris

days following the destruction of the waterfall,

the People began looking for cinderblocks

to shield the survivors

from the coming fallout,

believing there is no secret from salvation

the snarling foliage

has mercifully folded under the eventual retreat,

for the radiating heat

commands the passageways

to melt up tight...

(once there was an Reservoir,

but even silver fishes

have lost the courage to drown )

stages give way to stages,

and now after those desperately cynical days,

I can expect no answers from anyone,

anything except the changing leaves,

dying

so comfortably close to the earth

and it is now the time

I may swallow my questions,

as I am sure

the wind will never care to blow

human voices

again

11/24/70