The Cord

String upon string,
twist upon twist,
'round and 'round,
'till the cord is strong.
'Till the cord is sure,
to remain tightly wound,
'till the cord is sure,
to never tear apart.
Strain upon strain,
tear upon tear,
tighter and tighter,
'till the cord is stretched thin.
'Till the cord is worn,
'till the tears are too much.
Rip upon rip.
The cord breaks in two.
'Till rip upon rip,
the cord breaks some more.
'Till what it supported,
falls to the floor.
Tape upon tape,
wound round and round,
'till pieces of cord are together again,
'till tear after tear
wears it thin again.
Rip upon rip,
and a fall to the ground.
Black and electric,
the cord starts a fire
consuming and consuming,
all it surrounds.
String upon string,
once strong and sure,
torn into pieces,
created fire on the floor.
Tear upon tear,
rip upon rip,
fall after fall...
the fall turns to fire,
the fire to a divide.
Consuming and consuming...