Monday, November 5, 2012

April 23 - almost blackout

And suddenly the world was small
Made so by a storm - winds (gales) and rains (torrents) - unlabelable and unlabeled
As day faded into night we watched the lights flicker
We waited for them to die
As one by one our connections to the modern world fall
We watched branches lash the windows and the walls; they fell in some places
And the world was small
reduced to this room, to these books, and to our company

this is when we knew
we are impermanent
our connection as tenuous as the phone lines and Internet

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