What she heard at 2am

sounds like a good name for a poem at 2am

as I wonder what that far-off roaring

noise could be

train passing through or escaping its tracks

plane passing over or coming down

muscle-car caravan of rapacious home invaders

the nuclear attack we were born fearing

creeping rockshow-induced tinnitis or

flashback-induced schizophrenia.

This is my response to danger.

Good name for a poem.

 

 

 

copyright Kimberly White  2003

published in Sacramento News and Review

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