-zilla

[Lizzie]

You say you want to rebuild the cafes,
restaurants, parks, galleries
exactly how you loved them.
Have you forgotten? You rampaged
through the city thrashing, insensate
like Mothra raging for her eggs,
but you had no noble motive.

The sidewalks look like puzzles.
Freeways split like banana halves.
The buses don't run, love,
but we can count change anyway.
We can ignore the rubble,
hurdle the felled trees,
or sit on the subway and feign
it's moving. We'll order the only food
on the corner store's menu:
deep fried rats and alley cats,

make small talk
and pass the salt.

Previously titled: "Pass The Salt"
Previously titled: "Rebuilding Rome"

Changed "waterfront" to "galleries."
Changed "only you had no such noble motive" to "but you had no noble motive"
Changed "we can trip over rubble, ignore rubbish and debris" to "we can ignore the rubble, hurdle the felled trees"