Power Lines
Power lines outside my window
Remind me of my boundaries.
There’s a world out there,
But I have a computer now.
Time slows on the other side
Because this side sucks it in.
Green is there.
Great skeleton wall.
This side is grey.
Streams are water there;
Here they are data:
Bent light, harnessed electricity.
Nature in captivity.
Domesticated mystery.
Two worlds that die;
One growing, one fading,
With power lines in between.