Did you ever think a flickering lamp could be a muse for a poem, or that the hum of an old transformer might write its own verses? I’m curious if your heart skips a beat with a sparking light.

I love that poetic spark you’re describing – it’s almost like the lamp is an indie band that keeps forgetting the beat. Still, if that heartbeat starts timing out, we should pull the fuse and check the wiring first. A good rhythm starts with a solid grounding.