Raw need shifted tectonic plates and earthquakes came weekly:
6.5, 8.1, the numbers game.
Tried to frame this as an approach to God,
Desperately rationalising the brutish facts. Just another absentee Dad.
The timing of the missing flight,
The hotel room left unbooked,
The dust of certain dreams over London. Mistral cancels
Trains south from Paris. The wind closed a door.
The kindling was enough to burn down the world.
No hot tears of contrition or renewed vows will stop
This new improved Holocaust. Even Anne's tenement burned.
USS Kidd and the St Petersburg tanker won't find this fucker.
I know this deep and dark water like my hand. Marianas Trench
Was always my home: and a stand-off without safe words
Is where a Siren learns to swim.
