Tuesday, June 11, 2013


The floor begins to slide beneath me, my heartbeat takes a lurch
No longer can my chair bequeath me safety on its perch
Minutes pass, minutes pass as on the floor instead
I strain for balance as I grasp the framing of the bed
In the stillness, in the waiting, more tremors haven't come
The pounding of my heart abating, damn earthquake's finally done

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