March 2 091

In Case Of Emergency

break glass


glass cases of urgency

The walls of the calendar slam

against each other


as I duck and cover

I once had a dream

of unraveling

the thread

that (loosely) stitches the days together,

bastes the weeks, and

loosely pins

the years.

Nevermind the decades.

(before never mind became

one word.)

Killing Joke sings of

living in the eighties.

I’m somewhere else