This morning, I was attracted to what seemed like a powerfully subversive sentiment in Emily’s Dickinson’s The Brain, within its Groove–(#556). I especially like the idea that Emily calls out the ludicrous nature of the mill-based economy of Amherst, Massachusetts. So, I wanted to play with those themes in a way that reflects my own contemporary skepticisms of the world:

Our Brains, connected Flow
Whichever ways — We choose —
But would a Virus veer —
T’ld-be easier for Us —

To put our Current back —
When Fuel has all been Burned —
And scorched a Fever ‘cross Our earth —
And melted all we’ve Earned —