- 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 sinks away from view
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