Last to Swim

I lost all my teeth last night
And held them in my hand
Cavity filled and crumbling
It happens more than I understand
Then I understand
So I put them in a velvet poach
Carried them to the flumes
That’s’ where I ‘m meeting you
We used the steam as ropes
And climbed with the hot air
We can see so much clearer
Up here
When all the mosquitoes
Are lying at my window
My kids don’t know how to read
I’m going to write you a letter
Saying all the cities problems
Are coming after me
When the Wyoming Valley caves in
I’ll be the first in the river and the last to swim…