the stock market crashed
the electrical grid failed
plunging a peninsula into darkness
nothing new
feels like home, Texas
same shit different place
the view is prettier perhaps,
different, older
the earth continues to revolve
on its axis
around the sun
people have stopped panicking
when things go sideways
there is no norm, no ballast
there is only the thing bubbling
just below the surface
just under flesh, sinew
in a heart pumping too shallow
the thing we hold in check
we are not our governments
we are humans trying to to live lives
“I’m on fire but I’m trying to not to show it…” ~ Free, Florence and the Machines
