truckload sale

During an earthquake
in this part of North America
which has the same prevalence
of quakes as the famed
San Andreas Fault
but with not so catastrophic
a potential
if you get what I mean

In the middle of
that rumbling
that shaky jiggling
rattling rumbling flapping
characteristic of roof shingles
and studs and joists
inside walls and underfoot
and overhead and around
and scary

In the middle of that
when I don’t know whether to
stand or sit or fall
right then
I want to ask people
if all the time they spent
buying stuff
to fall on their heads
at times like these
was worth it.

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About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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2 Responses to truckload sale

  1. drew says:

    liked this one a lot.. specially the shingles. and the end..

  2. riverwriter says:

    Thanks, Drew: underneath this, I was thinking of Fibber McGee’s closet, which just delighted me when I was a kid; I would wait in gleeful anticipation for that inevitable calamitous avalanche every week.

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