By Ethan S. Berry
Computer is on 1% now.
So I will see how much I can type
before the battery dies on this
lifeline of mine to other
people, other things,
the past, present, future,
the world, everything.
It just went from 1% to 2%.
How does that happen?I wish I knew, but I also
am happy that I do not
because without a rational
explanation I can attribute it
to divine intervention.
Some God, or some Being
hooked into my laptops
battery wants this poem
to be written. I’m grateful
for that because I want it to
as well. I don’t know why.
An artist never knows why
they create something most
of the time until after it is
finished, or maybe about
halfway through. In the
beginning the work emerges
as formless, faceless and
unique as an infant.
And now I hope the battery
dies soon before this piece
can take on life, and lose
its unadulterated form
Before it resembles
something else because
—like people—
art sometimes
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