calamity

Posted: May 23, 2016 in heather m. o'connor
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The lights blink out, one by one,
A synapse here, a word, a name,
Tobias.
Us.

Breakers blow, her screen goes blank.
Keys, long-lost, long-loved,
cascade
from fingers unresisting.
Jingling on a ring
around a rosey-toesie child.

Sparks alight.
Electric moth holes eat the sky,
Disconnect the dot-to-dot
of thought.
Corrupt the code.
Conduct, unbecoming.

We all fall down.
Control room out.

Heather M. O’Connor  would be lost without words. She writes nonfiction about greening our planet and fiction for challenged readers, as well as a mixed bag of other topics and genres. Betting Game, her teen soccer novel, was published last year by Orca. You can find her on Facebook, at heathermoconnor.com or at merlinwrites.com.

 

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