I was watching a dumbass movie I regretted watching
when the bed started shaking
and I wondered if my massage feature had turned on.
I didn’t remember at the time
that I hadn’t actually purchased the massage feature
because it seemed like a lot of hype
not that it mattered, since the battery
for the bed was dead.

In any case, the bed wasn’t the cause of the tremors,
but I didn’t know that then.

At lunch, Hogan asked,
“Did you feel the earthquake?”
“…I guess I did,” I said, understanding washing over me,
like a natural cataclysm experienced
only after the effect.

It wasn’t much of a thing, this city-shaking event.
It was barely noticed.
I hope writing it down
will help me remember it next week.
I hope later on I remember to read
about the motherfucking earthquake.