I see you,

but do you see me? 

Do you see the ten thousand 

Pictures and frames within a single minute? 

Keep looking, 

don’t stop until you reach your limit. 

Do you want shoes, a shirt, silver jewelry, 

Or summer clothes?

Look with more scrutiny. 

For five dollars, in five colors, for

Less than five minutes of your time. 

Why did you leave? 

Are you bored like the boring shade of blue

We keep showing you?

Here, I can be fun, I can be orange, 

I can be the sun at five pm on a spring Saturday. 

I can be your go to guy. 

Your supplier is me, 

One eighth, one quarter, 

One half, one ounce, 

One pound, I am all. 

Do you not know what you want?

I can tell you what it is, 

I can read your mind,

In fact, you can’t even really hide. 

Your rotting brain is a hive swarming with bees, 

And I know all their names; 

I am the beekeeper. 

You cannot escape me.

Throw me out, toss me away, 

Shut me off, unplug me, 

Cut my cord, stab me with a knife, 

Or Slice my throat. 

Be careful, or I might slice yours.