Wednesday, August 24, 2011

rehersals. (an earthshake poem)

August 23, 2011
1:53 pm

@ New Amsterdam Library
In the Financial District, Manhattan.
I sat on the plush leather chair
Comfortable, trying not to fall asleep.

5:00pm was the time I could be in the shelter
and I wanted to get back in Brooklyn by then
for it was hard to sleep the prior night
Due to the new room mate that moved in
my dorm, number 7 as
Alcoholic demons were speaking to him
All night, keeping me up.
& I could only ponder on bashing his head in.

So here I am, tired
@ the library like a glutton
Full off of Shrimp Quesedias, Tacos, and Guacamole and chips,
as this book sanctuary stays equipt with clean restrooms so I could shit.
Also electrical outlets so I could charge my phone and play the Angry Birds later
watching the Jersey Shore clan smush Italy on my ipod touch.

Suddenly I get minor flashbacks of California
I feel a subway train below my feet.
But the A train is a bock away. Odd.
I look around and see all of the books shaking.
Minor like.
Nothing Major.
But I know from being from the westcoast
that eastcost don't know nothing bout no earthquakes and I don't even know if this building could withstand one???
I'm outta here.
Who knows?
There may be some alien invasion going on outside.
Or let alone another terrorist attack.

Out in the sunshine and clouds people spill out the building.
Shocked. Questioning.
Calling Loved Ones to no avail.
Trying to check emails to find out what is the deal.
Hundreds turn into an evacuation of thousands overcrowding the streets.
I keep walking.
Witnessing everyone in calm wtf moments.
Listening to the people tell there stories,
As I walked past about 20 people that said they left there phone in the office.
One man with his good service verizon phone catches an internet feed that states VA just got hit with a 5.8 Earthquake which was felt all throughout the east coast.

Crazy I thought.
NYC Earth shakes & aftershocks.
I'm actually shocked
I decide to hail my feet across the brooklyn bridge trying to call all my loved ones:
Moms, My Brother, and Friend.
As I got a taste of what it could be if it all were to end.

(Cherish the day)

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