the earthquake happened hours ago
but i have not moved
from this flowered couch
the clock, now resting on the floor
keeps track of my immobility
nothing hit me directly
although i almost wish it had
if only to be a legitimate distraction
from my infidelity
i continue my non-movement
in the eerie quiet
that always seems to follow disaster
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