in my
backyard
in his bright green vest.
he's holding
a pick axe
and next to him lies
a shovel.
he's burying
cable
wires again
that run from my house
to the box
outside the fence.
the last wire was cut
by a competing
cable company
when they did their diggings.
not having internet
or television
for several
days was a hardship
i wish upon no one.
wi-fi was dead.
i stared for days at a
picture book
instead.
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