disaster

It's one of those nights
That I'd be a-okay
With someone stepping in
Declaring my life a disaster area
Escorting me off
in Red Cross blankets
to a chilly, drafty FEMA trailer
and saying, "it's okay now.
"We'll take care of you."

Then again
Someone's arms around me
Holding me as I cried
And shook and vented
All this built up steam and pressure
Would be just as good.

But somehow
as absurd
to find