poetry emergency escape route

exercise #4

"Suddenly the city, your city, is a place where places to write come to mind. You must always know those places at all times." ~CAConrad


i've seen these streets before
every day walking to and from work
for the past three years
passing houses like waiting adults
outside the carousel
when the ride stops i am slung off
///////// poetry catastrophe
phone call last night said
someone is dying
phone call that the world
is coming to an end
phone call telling me
to get out of my house
there is a poetry emergency
take shelter outside your homes
i find myself at the park
where no one else is
i look at the future park
in one year and it looks
exactly the same
i look at the future park
in ten years and there is
nothing to look at
calling all poets
there are some futures
you can't change
but you must be present
i'm trying to really see it
this is a poetry crisis
and you're missing it