
Struck
November 10, 2007By the time I saw the light
Someone’s heart had stopped beating
Then the explosion beneath my feet
With the power of a four engine train
The force shot upwards through my body
Bounced off the top of my head
Then went back down into the ground
Where I was now lying
It was September
After three O’clock
Details are fuzzy
The feeling though
Is quite clear
Dear White Bear, the layout of your poem visually reflects your subject matter….i feel the jarring too…