Houston –
fifty miles
fifty
miles from
the coast
we know
what happened
just next door
but we are
trapped
here
only with
half tank
of gas
the roads
already
gridlocked
cat. 5 probably
headed
for our heads
I cannot
write sensible
prose
in this
state of worry
state
of emergency
the helicam
shows the
roads all
down below
days ago
people were
saying
not to worry
they’ve since
escaped
in their SUVs
landlord
says this complex
managed these
storms before
water will
most likely not
make it up
into the courtyard
. . .
I guess
I’m angry…
at… the situation…
angry
at all kinds of things
frightened
where else
under these
circumstances
do we have to
go?
all we can do
is wait it out
and enjoy
one another’s
company
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