I woke this morning to the baleful sound
of five explosions, sounding in rapid succession,
and the ringing of the telephone. Startled
and shaken from sleep, I parted the blinds,
and squinted into azure. No clouds flowered,
and no one scrambled in panic; nothing moved.
Trying to still my frenzied heart I tapped
the television on. No newsmen droned; ads flashed
their quick rhetoric. I pushed through the numbers,
thumb calmed by each assuring nudge. No bombs.
The unanswered caller left her mundane message.
I let the mystery linger, unapproached,
and left for work. No one had an anecdote.
Later I learned a pyrotechnic crew
had pissed away five novas in broad daylight.
of five explosions, sounding in rapid succession,
and the ringing of the telephone. Startled
and shaken from sleep, I parted the blinds,
and squinted into azure. No clouds flowered,
and no one scrambled in panic; nothing moved.
Trying to still my frenzied heart I tapped
the television on. No newsmen droned; ads flashed
their quick rhetoric. I pushed through the numbers,
thumb calmed by each assuring nudge. No bombs.
The unanswered caller left her mundane message.
I let the mystery linger, unapproached,
and left for work. No one had an anecdote.
Later I learned a pyrotechnic crew
had pissed away five novas in broad daylight.
