electricity and water both run
but
can’t come to terms with one another’s passions
and
for all their efforts
each date ends in misfortune.
Just ask that man
who was drinking in the bathtub,
little portable t.v.
little Sunday ballgame,
it started out as a
little argument:
water talking about being older, more graceful
electricity going on about it’s ability to entertain
things escalate,
things should always escalate, try harder
get a little
out of hand.
He was reaching for another beer
when electricity, (being younger)
in need of proving something,
took the first swing
a violent wild punch,
an epileptic bull of a punch.
and water, not to be outdone
moved swiftly left and right.
Tangling around one another
like mating snakes;
the furious embrace
of fanged lovers
the violence it takes
to make something,
intelligent design
is a pair of brass knuckles.
And while electricity and water may never succumb
to understanding,
death is an agreement
violent or not
death says yes,
makes plans,
death is a reliable
motherfucker.
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