Electricity Is

Be a night owl too:

Eyes of fish. Knees down, belly turned up.

I’d rather jump on a trampoline.

Wildness creeps on the fringe.

At the core.

Road kill during rut season.

I have placed my feet and anchored salt

Tossed with bell peppers and pasta.

And DNA holds me there.

Electricity is.

dangerous

Protecting ourselves.

the unknown

my face sideways on sidewalk