escaping the labyrinth by molly shank
Cinder-blocked walls grumbling all around
The vibrations are not caused by thunder
As you first thought
Even god can’t bowl that much
Sediment raining down from the popcorn grey canopy
Don’t breath now—
The ash is entering your blood
Platelets comprised or tar, breeding cancer for later
Like tea sandwiches, just large enough to fit in your pocket.
The last vestments of normalcy crumbling away
People run in, run out, run through you
Like the least helpful person in an emergency
Coat and tie doesn’t always signal professional
They— no one saw this coming
Except for about 1400 Polaroid’s
Their film freeze framing
It’s lying all over the street.
The rain and fire hoses will drain it away
To the tunnels where those people live.