The television is on.
Juices pump in your brain
as you play god,
blinking lives out of existence.
The perfect fix at the end of a hard day.
Human tragedy stretched out on the widescreen –
the chattering fire of cameras and questions.
Loss battles the chance of being heard.
The love of your life has gone out
for a commercial break but will be right back.
Don’t go anywhere.
History is being made
as numbers jig across the screen
independent of the lives they belong to.
Love and lust exchange meanings in the perfect unreality.
Guns and sex melt into each other so fluidly
that you are bored. You’ve seen it all before.
The talented Mr.Chuck Norris
just snapped a guy’s neck
with his legs. So cool.
he feels nothing but the weight of guilt
and the phantom corpse still cradled in his arms.
Some stranger caught a UFO on camera.
He will no longer be laughed at. You will forget
the happiest moment of his life the next time you
Poverty. Disease. War. Disaster.
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The eyes had been starved empty.
The light had faded out slowly
again and again and ag-