MicroMacroMusingsA Poem by RuseInextechnological jargon Mix with Romance on practical level
i couldn’t see a tiny threaded opaque
sheet metal screw that eluded my all thumbs, cold morning grasp raining el nino drizzle outside steady i found it again ledged precariously “tween two thin thin plates reflecting a minute glint of light muttered a low sharp curse contemplating a break ’n fetch a dang torch grabbed it in haste resumed my torment self induced infliction of tenacious obsession repair her stained stove’s window corning pane not for accolades or bedded trophy but rather to fulfill the task of my own purpose yes and survive this thing called marriage with torch in hand magnetic phillips in the other i shakingly resumed the job and pondered photons electrons particles packages, packets of light moving 186,000 miles each second striking, reflecting focusing my eye on rogue bit of metallic bit of inclined plane ah yes, a simple 3/32 of an inch screw flat, crossed, slotted head i could see clearly now illuminated, opaque formally, dark matter there, albeit invisible to naked light devoid of light (~90 percent of outer space is thought by physicists to be comprised of dark matter) apologies . . . ah yes, the elusive object coordinates of its location now revealed, nakedly exposed to light’s penetration of the darkness mammalian organ called eye is worthless without this phenomenon we hominids call light i pondered some more “i am the light of the world, without me you can do nothing” So truth spoke truth to me a mere mortal dust infused with inexplicable light called life so true so fact irrefutable undeniable to me once blind ’til i resorted to the torch england’s term flashlight here northern hemisphere daylight here, now 2:45 p.m november 15, 2015 halfway around the world far from greenwich, england land bathed at present in natural, sunless darkness ’cept for man’s creative God endowed brilliance of use of incandescent, sodium vapor, LED even fossil fuel, or other means of, use of organic, natural, i.e. forms of combustible renewable Earth resource(s) “let there be light” in these forms to illuminate our sight ah yes, light what a wonderful, amazing, magical, mystical, promethean phenomenon so taken for grants so inexplicable by-product of fire sparked by friction wow! two dried sticks and presto flame! heat and light just give it fuel or an alkaline, nickel cadium, or the likes storage device(s) termed battery more complicated than all of this of course Yes! elusive screw is now magnetically drawn to tip of aforesaid phillip’s cross tip it adheres by opposites invisible poles, north and south weak force gravity cannot here overcome i suspend it in air shaking appendages of arm, hand and fingers over a tiny hole relative size using perception of depth screw casting long shadow in miniature cleft of only one of many prefabricated holes lower it gently into it’s blueprinted niche turn the special tipped lever firmly engripped clockwise mind you screw nestled tightly its head solidly secure sustaining mechanical force of stored kinetic twists lasted forever until released either by “nature” or intelligent intervention establishing its purpose intended by human making mom wife person happy with function that invented this cooking stove reassembled may bake a cake for my wife/mistress cupcake and her tinkering handyman/husband lover © 2015 RuseInex |
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Added on December 1, 2015 Last Updated on December 1, 2015 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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