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Eureka

I do believe I’ve found it.
It’s the answer you see.
 
Perhaps I’m not the brightest, but I accept that.
How can it be this darkness, spread?
What happened, to the light inside your head?
It’s here somewhere.
 
Be gone dark ignorance.
How bright this room of intelligence.
You ought naught forget my power,
Electrons run on at my command because
I’ll Kilowatt.
 
These feelings are fragile and dim now
with regret and sentiment.
My heart is broken,
a crackled filament.

(2013)

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