Nightly passage
April 28, 2008
Turn off the light, you said
and I fumbled for the switch.
Three-phase, alternating currents
(the loyalist forces)
making way through filaments of tungsten -
resisting, up until the end -
sending an emission spectrum
carried by the photons;
wave functions
crying out for help.
Click
Soon enough the night is warmish straw
spicily smelling
we are become piglets, pink and breathing
the rhythm of muddy snouts.
Hooves tap
on the dreamland earth floor.




April 30, 2008 at 12:55 am
i love how it the poem turns on “warmish straw”
fun!
May 1, 2008 at 12:32 am
You lighted it up!
ctrl/alt/del