No, I don’t
mean for the last time. No one knows what happens after that though there are
lots of speculations.
What I’m
talking about is what happened last night.
The lights
flickered and I heard “Uh Oh” in that outside voice used in the dialect of
speech when a baby falls down. Then everything went black.
Been
spending evenings burning CDs and was on the last song of a triad when the
lights went out. Sit still for a few minutes to see if someone somewhere out there
in powerland will throw the switch but it doesn’t happen. Looking out the
window all the neighbors are dark too. Still this is late so I’d expect their
shades to be drawn but the alley light is also off. Wander down the hall and
open the front door. All is dark there too. The sky is cloudy so it has a grey
glow to it. There is power somewhere but just not here.
There was no
sound of a crash or an explosion from a transformer, only the quick beep of the
Fios battery kicking in. I could have turned around and gone back inside or
even attempt to sleep but this horse I’m riding won’t allow that. It is rocking
time in the dark silence.
I could pull
out one of the battery operated electronic connection devices or even one of
the wooden boxes with metal wire but tonight is for listening to the quiet. A
light and the whoosh of a passing vehicle is an infrequent interruption to the
glory of darkness. Now and then the rustle of leaves in the distance reminds me
I’m visiting their territory and time.
Then, just like
it left, the light is back. The party was over.
Don’t have
any idea of the time and the neighbors may have slept through it only to find
their clocks flashing.
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