Friday, February 24, 2012

wiring

under that table
you see wires, a terrible mess
dust laden, no end at sight
wires stringed together
unsightly, ugly

wireless or wired
connectors of the world
from one end to other
lurching into one another
shamelessly embracing

"then why am I left un-moored,
stuck to a wall?
If only I was a bubble gum"

9 comments:

Ella said...

I have that same mess :D
I enjoyed it...

rch said...

I like how this unfolds (or should I say despools), very good, the middle verse is fantastic.

The Thirteenth Crossing said...

I loved the "shamelessly embracing" line.

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janaki nagaraj said...

It is the same everywhere...nicely stringed words.

Whitesnake said...

Could be worse...ya could be a nail then ya get hammered!

booguloo said...

I am stumped.

Claudia said...

ha nice...shamelessly embracing from one end of the world to another..i like..and unexpected ending with the bubble gum..smiles

Myrna R. said...

This made me smile. Really cute and good. Guess we all have those entangled messes.

Caty said...

sounds like the underneath of my desk in the office.