it was a pulse, i felt it
the electricity was like a bubbly air
and it took my head a shock
to understand i was being attacked
i instantly felt an overall buzz, a high,
an awfully intense one
and unpleasant though telling.
Informative to this creature
sheer harnessed nature.
now, i retaliate. i listen to the flashes outside
i brew, and consume
tea for my life pressure
i've mellowed.
i've replaced that high with a
far
greater
high.
i listen to the newborn silence
to the dark holding me
and type.
(an attempt to put an unpoetic type of event into poetics, in this case
getting electrocuted while trying to take my lamp
outta the socket
because i accidentally kicked it over
and collected it up to glue it back together...
which happened just now)
