I wrote a message
carelessly to you,
filling your deficiencies
with notices,
"the power will be shut off."
Maybe a powerless life
has more fire
more matches.
Maybe a powerless life
goes to bed
with the sun
wrapped up in heat
sleeping soundly with solar flares
nestled into places unknown.
Maybe a powerless life
writes more letters,
watches the birds,
and can see me sitting there,
an apparition now uncovered.
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 12:27 PM UTC
I wrote a message
carelessly to you,
filling your deficiencies
with notices,
"the power will be shut off."
Maybe a powerless life
has more fire
more matches.
Maybe a powerless life
goes to bed
with the sun
wrapped up in heat
sleeping soundly with solar flares
nestled into places unknown.
Maybe a powerless life
writes more letters,
watches the birds,
and can see me sitting there,
an apparition now uncovered.
