Tuesday, 6 October 2015


I like lying on the kitchen floor even though I'm pretty certain
that no one cleans it properly and now there's food in my hair.
I lie there pondering electricity and how - if the world suddenly ended,
taking scientists with it - I couldn't even muster up enough power
for a lightbulb.
As much as I like darkness, that doesn't seem good.
I wonder if I could somehow store electricity in my hair for safe keeping...
become a living electric current lying on the kitchen floor.
Humming gently.
But I'm aware that this is probably not a great idea.


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