the power
surges,
in the high
wind,
branches you
imagine
are leaning
on the lines.
the lights
ficker
in and out.
everything
blinks, or
goes dark
with stops and
starts, beeps,
and groans.
tv's and phones.
computers.
it's annoying
the fragility
of life
as we know it,
but you could
never go back
to the cave
let alone
a decade.
Friday, November 23, 2012
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