When the Cable Breaks

There is a part that stays whole
When the cable breaks

When the Tacoma Narrows bridge
Starts its sickening scream

And you can’t back up
And you can’t go forward

When mice enter you
And eat all you have stored

When your vision becomes a peephole
And all the plates clatter to the floor

A part of you stays you
Where the wild birds are

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