the circuit breaker again.
having plugged in
her super powered vacuum
into the same wall where
the microwave,
the stove, the fridge
and a clock are all
connected.
i get her on the phone
to explain
to her where the fuse box
is.
out back i tell her,
in the shed against
the brick wall.
outside? she says
in her sweet way of talking.
yes, out back, the shed, on
the patio.
but it's cold out and
it's a conversation with no
end.
i ask her if she can finish
cleaning
without electricity. she says.
oui monsieur.
to which i say.
amen.
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