i was on a landing touching...

avantgarde patterns, strokes zooming through the skies, searching, flickering, losing a battle, waving goodbye, when the wave arrived, one by one, at once, enormous, a lost world and a total measure and everything we saw and sensed and ever did, ballooned into one enormous wave, leaving us stranded, drowned, and very small.

a dreadful silence fell, mobile phone tsunami pics, seconds tick away, the voices over the crumbling port, small pleasure boats, run with the voices

cut through the corners, flooding corridors, oh here come houses, sprinkling inside the running news stream. debris slide. evacuate. toxic car chase. wash away the points failure