911

[Jay Gandhi (engineering poet!)]

911

A bullet train runs through my head — a Tsunami,
Waves run faster than light.
I try not to swim in huge waters,
Try to just let the speeding train go.
But the pull is ferocious and heart is naive.
Black dog strides out and barks vociferously.
At times, I wait for the Katrina to go away.
At times, Katrina sweeps me off my floor.
Sleep is the only antidote for this venom.
As I pop the combiflam and pray to my Lord-
I call my 911...and every time — I am saved...

[mfwilkie]

A couple of nits but this is really very good, Jay. Although, the title for many, would bring up the world trade center bombings. Maybe another title to preserve the use of 911 at the end.