Electric Bill

by matthewmousekewitz

The mirror is intact
Yet cracked and
A flickering light is no good
for (blemished) reflections.
A flickering light produces
Stop motion shadows in morse code;
Two dimensional death
recycled strobe.
Cover your eyes! I’m

Afraid the youth will be influenced
we have to protect them from
truth That is,
until they flip the switches
In the kitchen
To see what’s cookin’.

you wish you could’ve protected your kids but
big Business doesn’t have an age limit.
Everyone will remember today as
“good times”
When we’re the festering wounds of
who we were.
By then, the mirror is broken
The shards shred bare feet so
be wary of (scarred) reflections.

If there was something
to be scared of
They would tell us.
The fee of freedom
Is flickering lights.