Just a routine

Bumper‑to‑bumper

Harbor Freeway

Morning commute

Into downtown  

Suddenly it seemed

Like my tires

All went flat

Or my steering broke,

Since my car seemed

To be bouncing

Or dancing  

Glancing around

I quickly realized

What was going on ‑‑

The other cars

Were dancing, too  

It was an earthquake  

Three days later

My bed began

To shimmy and shake  

I came awake

To another quake