The Man with a Plug
Changming Yuan
From early morning to late night
All day long he has been testing
Every socket he could find
On the wall, the ceiling, the floor
But never able to get his bulb lit
In ever thickening darkness, he begins
To wonder if there is something wrong
With his plug, his bulb, or the socket
Or perhaps there is no electricity running
Along the wire in the first place
Perhaps he has a wrong plug
for the right outlet, perhaps the right plug
but for a wrong plug?
From early morning to late night
All day long he has been testing
Every socket he could find
On the wall, the ceiling, the floor
But never able to get his bulb lit
In ever thickening darkness, he begins
To wonder if there is something wrong
With his plug, his bulb, or the socket
Or perhaps there is no electricity running
Along the wire in the first place
Perhaps he has a wrong plug
for the right outlet, perhaps the right plug
but for a wrong plug?