Think about the switched on cable
darting about the room.
Fizzing at the end,
like a cornered rattler.
Twisting white and strange.
We look on, head scratching,
saying : so what do you make of this ?
July 17, 2014
White Cable
By sjlavery
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July 17th, 2014 at 3:13 pm
I think you should unplug the thing first! =)