MANSARD ROOF

I SEE A MANSARD ROOF THROUGH THE TREES
I SEE A SALTY MESSAGE WRITTEN IN THE EAVES
THE GROUND BENEATH MY FEET
THE HOT GARBAGE AND CONCRETE
AND NOW THE TOPS OF BUILDINGS, I CAN SEE THEM TOO

THE ARGENTINES COLLAPSE IN DEFEAT
THE ADMIRALTY SURVEYS THE REMNANTS OF THE FLEET
THE GROUND BENEATH THEIR FEET
IS A NAUTICALLY-MAPPED SHEET
AS THIN AS PAPER
WHILE IT SLIPS AWAY FROM VIEW