A bridge collapses beneath your car
but our coiffured hair and capped teeth
assuage the Omega Chi who rushes
back to his burning fraternity house to save
an elderly couple knocked from their shoes by a white
barge that drifts into bridge piers with a thousand tons of
Christmas presents scatter when the first shots are
brought to you by Nasanall which offers relief from
standing in an aluminum johnboat where you
ignore the massed clouds flashing and think It won’t
get any cleaner than this just look at the shine on that
dripping doll, charred stereo, fused tackle box,
white Taurus fenders rended with a Sawz-All
and dropped into the landfill of your living room
where we’ll be right back.