Thursday, November 1, 2012


The ten thousand things
repeat themselves endlessly
without repeating themselves.

This is how the universe lives.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...


Spiderman hangs from a broken
Crane, threatening
To plunge all Broadway into
Darkness and disaster.

Hovering in a rescue helicopter
High above submerged houses
Makes this seem a Monopoly set
Where the only pieces are mortgaged homes.

What strength is there against
An exploding power station?
Not even a skeleton of a house
Whose foundations have sunk in quicksand.

A roller coaster contorts around
Sailboats slammed together,
And boardwalks splintered apart
Drown among those felled by trees.

[Disposable Poem November 1, 2012]
Dr. Mike