One Cut Poem by James McLain
One Cut
It has noticed,
two cuts leads from one,
is three to follow it?
So you drink of it, or not,
the taste of copper
as it's wire to follow it.
the day has not come, yet..
You push the red button, and it happens
not, with out it's.
Technicality, it's knowledge is slow
to flow through some wires, uncorrected.
Electrics, fires to do is, wires followed,
uncrossed, unseen to sparks in air.
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