Dogs 2012

COLLAPSING CAROUSEL
(11/26/12)


I don't
remember
arriving

I just
became
aware
of an air terminal
crowded
with travelers

lines
at every
gate

each
chair
filled

people
reclining
and sleeping
with their baggage
about them
on the floor

I carefully
walk
through them

my claustrophobia
bordering upon
the contagious
I desperately look
to the windows
and gladly see
bright light
filtering in

there
must
be an
exit

finally
I find
a door
that opens
into some sort
of alley
or storage
yard

I wander
away
from the building
to see multitudes
of structures
equipment
and large
wooden
freight boxes
of every description

not
another person
in sight

I gaze
at the sky
perceiving nothing
but a glowing
faded
blue

no sun

no clouds

just a hazy
backdrop
behind this
suspicious
stage

suddenly
something appears
on the horizon
just clearing
a large hanger

it's the Sears
Tower
(I'm in Chicago?)
slowing rotating
about my
position
at a distance

suddenly
it begins
to lean

then
it tumbles
noiselessly
toward the Earth
in an unimaginable
scene
of destruction

this is no
World Trade
vertical accordion
catastrophe
but
a felled oak
of human construction
spreading
horizontally
the full extent
of its former
height

the event
all the while
continues to spin
about my axis
of horror
and wonderment

the dust
finally settling
and moving off
to the right
the Space
Needle
now comes
into view

teetering
precariously
with debris
(or people?)
already falling
from the top

a bit
dizzy
with it all
I decide
to return
to the human
hoard
inside

hopefully
my flight
would be called
soon

or
I would
simply
wake up