for a while she’d stopped


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