Abruptly the power stopped
Obsidian pitch as far as the eye could peer
Drapes drew back to pick up ephemeral head-lights
Scattering illumination
The Christmas candles, long abandoned, languished on the dining table
Without a single match in a smoke-free house to dispel the murk.

No heat, no phone and worst of all, no internet
The dying devices waned without even a “Goodbye World”