A Million Tons of Junk

Look at all that stuff!

Without electricity

It’s nothing but

A million tons of junk

Like me without you

But when you flip my switch

I am cathode rays
Neon signs
Humming radios

Radar blips

Torch lights

City lights

Satellites

The cries and shouts

And wails and hurrahs

Of Fender guitars

Of bands in bars

I am transformed

Capacitated

Transcended

By your loving

Electricity