Saturday, October 20, 2012

When the Tsunami Comes

You know Carl still lives in Santa Cruz
He said

Went down to see the tsunami

There it was 
Nothing much

Just some boats bumping into each other
A few kids washed off a jetty

Not like that hungry dragon that swamped Japan

But they are talking about the fault off the Northwest

They say that when that comes it will be big

Wipe out the Space Needle maybe or 
Boeing or Microsoft
He chuckles at the thought

Erased cities
Some titillating disaster
Far away
Someone else’s business

Sparrows fight over scraps in the parking lot
A minor food riot beneath our noses

The subject changes

I used to have a car, an old Porsche
Restored it myself


A lucky sparrow flies away 
with a scrap of croissant 
 
others pursue in vain


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