Sunday, October 6, 2024

This Old House

The ceiling in the kitchen after removing the old track lighting.


This old house
has no standards,
no built-to codes,
no protection from
shocking yourself.

Nothing is quite square
nor level.
Wires are hidden,
connected to
unexpected circuits.

Not designed
nor planned,
but grown,
a random add-on,
a strange mutation.

The old track light rusted.
Dead beetles hid
behind the halogen bulbs
that warmed the kitchen.
It had to come down.

Track lights have four screws---
two to the junction box,
one at each end.
Almost as easy as
changing a bulb.

But there was no box.
No ground wire.
A hole in the dry wall,
hot wires poking through.
Better recheck the circuit.

The new LEDs
burn cool.
The fixture?
Clean for now.
That'll do