Tuesday, October 27, 2009


The ground turned to water
Pulsing, heaving inward.
The buildings fell like
Great glass giants
Their steel bones screaming

What was a city became
A dryer. Everything tumbling
The solid earth is something
We all take for granted.

It began as two opinions
coming together angrily
Their argument grew
Mountains. And destroyed
Futures. I am a plate tectonic.
And it is all my fault.

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