It felt like you
The destination,
I see,
Was linked from (let there be) light – Not
Just as it ripened to be
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The bright sparks in my family, Poetry by Louisa Adjoa Parker
They’ve been wired together
wrongly, fuses blow too quickly
circuits short themselves
and their systems overload;
like robots of the future
made by robots
