We could be a socket
Into which nothing is plugged in,
Or, we could suffer a short circuit
From some insane overload.
If only we could figure out
The right load, for the time we’ve got,
In the midst of all this wondering,
Whether we’re what’s plugged in,
Whether we’re this socket,
Or, the power flowing through.
I had loved reading this the morning of the poetry reading… and was glad you chose to read it.
I was feeling slightly unsure about presenting this. It’s great you liked it so much 😊
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