Emergency Vehicles
Emergency vehicles
are on the way but
slow ones. You will
have to go on for
some time. Well, years.
Then one day they will
suddenly arrive
and show you your
chest, which is
neatly packed with
something, you see.
You thank them,
having feared you
would be lost.
Credit
Copyright © 2016 by Kay Ryan. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on May 3, 2016, by the Academy of American Poets.
About this Poem
“We like to think of help as something quicker and more robust than these comical emergency services. But look: they help anyway.”
—Kay Ryan
Author
Kay Ryan
The author of several collections of poetry, Kay Ryan has served as both a Poet Laureate for the Library of Congress and a Chancellor for the Academy of American Poets.
Date Published
05/03/2016