Dogs 2013

GOING HOME
(2/13/13)


we walk
by
a strange house
on our nightly
route

there are
telltale signs
of a bomb shelter
it the front
yard

the house
was built
in the 30s

the shelter
probably
the 50s

the first
time
that she saw it
my wife asked
what it was

I told her

"I thought
that it might be
for tornados
or something"

I pointed out
the long term
living accoutrements
which were hinted
above ground

"oh"

she said

she
was born
in 1970
so doesn't have
the inherent fear
of The Bomb
with which
I was raised

I can remember
family gatherings
where the men
discussed
in subdued tones
the possibilities
of a community
shelter
and what
it would take
to build one

at five
or six
I had no idea
of the planet
consuming
consequences
which they
were considering

I just pictured
us all
living in a cave
for months

years

me possibly
growing up
eating
lima beans
from cans
in the darkness

it scared me

now
another
unreasonable
rogue state
has nuclear
capabilities

the press
and the public
are understandably
disturbed

at this point
in my life
however
the added
threat
simply
makes me
nostalgic

duck
and cover
my friends