By No Failure of Design. (Or, for similar reasons that Fukushima collapsed. I mean, sometimes you’re just not ready for an earthquake that big.)

poetry

Every thought I’ve ever had
has been an electrical pulse
through a chemically balanced
perfectly grounded
tuned and tested
supercomputer.

Sparks have flown but once
or twice
And only,
I think,
when you’ve walked
in to the room.

One thought on “By No Failure of Design. (Or, for similar reasons that Fukushima collapsed. I mean, sometimes you’re just not ready for an earthquake that big.)”

philip santos

February 26, 2012 at 2:40 am Reply

I didn’t realize this was going where it was going, but I loved it when it got there.

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