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Kicker10BOG, Jason (me), loves playing with computers, playing soccer, clogging, writing peotry, and going to church. I also enjoy making stuff on the computer.
The Fuse Written: 1/28/09 Night comes and Darkness rushes in. The Guest flicks the light switch up - One light flickers and he hears it zap But Darkness shoves the light out of the House. The House transforms into a dark abyss With the Guest unaware. The guest tries to move around, But he runs into obstacles - A messed up bed, bags of powder, A frozen computer, discs covered in dust. He tries the switch again - nothing happens, not even a flicker. The next switch . . . He sees a light flicker then he hears it zap. The same happens with the rest - flash flash zap zap. The Guest forces his way to the fuse box And discovers the single slot filled. The fuse is black and soiled. He takes a look around And discovers a second fuse Just sitting there - white and clean. With the fuse replaced, he walks back inside and flicks a switch. The lights come on - room-by-room. He begins to clean. - tidies the bed, Disposes of the powder, unfreezes the computer, Wipes the dust off the discs. He can now move safely In the House - in the light.More poetry