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By Catharine L.,
My friend,
the television is a marvelous thing,
I agree.
Such a marvel of technology
so many forms of entertainment
all at the push of a button
or twist of the dial it tells you not to touch.
I know that you
imagine yourself to be a god
pick and choose what to watch when...
All of a sudden I walk in.
"Hi, how's it going?"
No response.
Your eyes never move from
the flickering foreverephemeral
images, ghosts, artificial
laughterlife.
I'm here - do you notice?
Do you care?
Do I exist in your safe little world,
you and the seductive monster?
No use; I am only a real human. I am not
programmed, scheduled, turned on or off at a whim.
I can't compete with
the thousand
faces, false feelings
all contained in that
object of mass worship.
This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.
Paig3Cagl3This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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XxThe Whole Time You Were Talking I Didnt Hear A Single Word You Said B/C Th3 Whole Time You Were Talking I Was Picturing You DeadXx
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