It was a quiet evening at
Home. The parents were
Watching TV and the kids
Were in their rooms doing
Homework or playing video
Games. Out of nowhere, a
Wind blew all through the
House moving curtains and
Knocking over pictures. A
Deep voice said–I’m all right.
I feel something big coming on,
A scary, roiling sea change,
Blurring the feeling of the state
Of being, which did not exist
Yesterday, calm and true.
I had a frightening nightmare
Last night that a black helicopter
Hovered over my house and men
In black rappelled down to the
Ground and disappeared.
Wordman of Alcatraz 