2 NOVEMBER ON THE BRINK
SAN FRANCISCO’S BURIED IN MUD AND ROCK
NOT THE WEST COAST CITY
BUT A VILLAGE IN THE PHILIPPINES
OVERWHELMED BY THE WORST STORM THIS YEAR
WHY THE PIANO IN A BARCELONA SQUARE?
WHY’S THE PIANIST CONTINUING TO PLAY?
AS POLICE CHASE DOWN ANTI-LOCKDOWN PROTESTORS
SKITTERING AROUND HIM LIKE DROPLETS IN A SNEEZE
IN ROTTERDAM A METRO TRAIN
HAS BEEN SAVED BY THE WHALE
CRASHING THROUGH STATION BUFFERS
WOULD HAVE NOSE-DIVED ONTO THE GROUND BELOW
IF NOT FOR THE PLASTIC WHALE’S TAIL THAT PREEMPTED IT
NOW POISED IN MID-AIR
LIKE A BALLERINA HELD ALOFT BY HER DANCE PARTNER
AND HERE WE ARE IN ENGLAND
ON THE BRINK
OF ANOTHER LOCKDOWN
ARE WE TO BE UPHELD BY A HIGHER POWER?
MAYBE WE’RE LOOKING
BUT NOT LOOKING
AT A SICKENING DROP
WISHING WE CAN ALL HOLD ON FOR ANOTHER ROUND YOURS TRULY THE NEWS POET
