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World on Wires
The big event
displayed
on the surface
of a whirling sphere
suspended on wires
was seen by a mouse
lying there
all soft and furry
twitchy whiskered
Waiting as if he knew
(which of course he couldn’t)
the meaning of giddiness
as globe begins to tilt
mass sloughs off from mass
waters storm and thunder
one of the wires twangs
snaps off its tight pinion
and the whole system
of land and form
crashes, crashes
wires torn from orbit
into disorder and destruction
And the mouse
all soft and twitchy
did he perish
or scamper off
into some subterranean
refuge beneath the ruins
to write, as if he knew
(which of course he didn’t)
a furry epitaph to the history
of a world on wires
© Johnmichael Simon
2007
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