STEAM POWER:

 

Internet groans through copper wires, crossing fields 

on creosoted poles. Birds balance like crochets curious 

as we curse frustrated, poking keys & hissing. Can’t watch 

youtube, can’t access No Ceremony’s tunes. Did an asteroid 

hit us in the night? Was there a solar flare that wiped our 

memories? Am I sending this up the wire no further than 

the feet of laughing birds? Is it time to rescue post boxes 

from drifts & exhume the forgotten art of letter writing?

Pass the shovel – I need to build a sculpture…

 

(K)