Saturday, September 11, 2010

My stick

This is my stick. A dry stick. To lift the electric fence.

It insulates me from the live wire.

In my mind I gracefully duck beneath the wire pushed up but in this actual universe I duck in an ungainly way and very nearly brush the wire with my back.

My fingers tingle as I raise the stick to the wire. Is this electricity in my fingers or anticipation in my nerves?

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