Live wires dare to touch

To spark in cobalt blue

To start a fire and burn the world

To burn this observer, too

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Live wires, they dance

They pulse and wiggle like worms

Multicoloured, though browning

Touching each other in turns

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Live wires, we were, once

Not split and spitting

But a single conducting cable

From where I was sitting

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Live wires drawn together

To kill the gloom

When truly the gloom was ours

In that little, sheltered room

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Thank you for reading
Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.