for a while she’d stopped
listening.
mostly because she was tired
of electricity.
the incessant deafening buzz
of power
lines choked in the street.
the birds didn’t mind it seemed,
but she couldn’t eat.
they’d stopped eating birds and mostly, all meat.
it turned her stomach
to ideas of born
that grew into feed.
they had enough
if they rationed
to eat for a week.
his belly stayed empty;
she in her room.
power reaching her throat from the street.
image: still from “kneel and play” made to learn about final cut effects
Cole 