Telephone lines
with little wirey cords
blooming out
like a snake’s head
its body sputtering like
an old car right before
the engine dies
but it ran really well, it did!
Went far out, long distance
the phone would still
sing to life because it
was connected.
Kinda like the way parents
are before they separate.
I had a job to pay for the
bills to pay for the
lights, the
connection, this
this line has been disconnected.
Sputtering to life like a,
like your mom’s shoulders shuddering
and your dad’s twitchy eye,
twitching when he lies
twitching, flickering,
then dead.
Like disconnected telephone lines.

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