Saturday, August 17, 2013

Quake & Context

Quake & Context

Unwrapping a chicken sandwich the floor shook.
Panic is a thing, the unexpectedness of which, unites
everyone -- running like cattle to a burning barn.
Outside we watched pavement crackle open.
Still swallowing my lunch.

Only much later did I realize that there is no such thing
as an earthquake. Other places are quite -- stable.
But where I am is where I am.
And what happens there is quite -- local.
We huddled beside the radio when all was as before.

Laughing as I swept fragments of a broken coffee cup.

-- © Ciprianowords, Inc. 2013 --

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