Seeing an electric bulb
An imprinted memoir
Wattage in different forms and sizes
An allegory of fore: sunflower!
He buzzed his energy out
Humming soft music around
While she remained an ash
of white tungsten
Hard and brittle
As high voltage
Started running through it
and a wire remained of herself
Dangling inside.
The noble gases
As inert as an element, and
Wasted beauty
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