Just Disaster

We stopped to watch the accident.
Fire! It had finally come to pass.
Just as surely as I was a coward
carrying a wolf. It stepped out from me,
it was paradise leaving me, running towards
the giant idea of that melting house.
So often you don’t think,
“Little nicks of monstrosity, I shall be splendid in it.”
 

Sandra Lim, "Just Disaster" from Loveliest Grotesque.  Copyright © 2006 by Sandra Lim.  Reprinted by permission of Kore Press Inc..
Source: Loveliest Grotesque (Kore Press Inc., 2006)
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