Chris and Rollo

Chris and Rollo

Saturday, April 17, 2010

ON WATCHING T.V.

In full view of your folded arms
It is not so much that I enjoy_
Watching television, its pain,
Absurdity and incalculable harm;
To watch absorbed is to employ,
To be witness to the agony sustained,
Confidentially critiquing each groan and gasp,
Whimper and whine, so that I might yet grasp
The completeness of the enthusiasm
For mindlessness, false iconoclasm,
So set on affirming each others' baseness,
To wallow in the marketplace of the commonplace,
Gurgling, drooling, graceless.


I need to know the state of things
So the breadth of the chasm between me and him
Is made understandable,
Why the call of one heart is incomprehensible
To another whose only sin
Is his dependence upon a wonderland sham,
Crammed with consumer traps,
While the brainwash is in the rinse cycle,
Being sapped away by electronic jingles,
Speed of light graphics so miraculously complex
So scatterbrained, so purely non-circumspect.

© Celeste Plowden 2010

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