Do It Yourself

I take apart the breaker box,
while some kid draws a smirking
face across the stop sign
where the backyard
makes its contact
with the street.

The world’s wires
connect all uncovered
and frayed. The whole box
just a hack job
our flickering eyes
plugging into it.

I don’t have the tools
to fix it,
they may not even exist,
but I’ve got a power drill
and a bucket full
of rusty screws,
we just might keep it bright
enough to see.