east of the yeehaw, west of the voodoo

Austin, Texas

To wet earth the roots
clutch, bold algae strangles trunks.
Dead tree river rises.
Crumbling overpass
blotted with tires, shopping carts,
two high water marks.
Downtown parking lots
are stalked by dark grackles in
the scattered garbage.
White wealth colonized
the lakeside foothills, now their
empty speedboats drift.