Would that I should
On the toings and froings of global happenstance
Sucked within my mind
Wrapped in my recliner
Pointing fingers at televisions
As bobble headed broadcasters
Murmur a Greek chorus beneath my symphony
Of sweet, sweet ignorant bliss….
Not sure where this came from, but I suppose I was thinking about people who sit tucked in their Lazy Boy loungers as their only access to the outside world is piped in through a cable TV set, to which they spend their precious lives arguing, bemoaning, laughing and crying with. Thus, the title, Ping Pong.
I have nothing against being a homebody, as I proudly admit that I am one, but everyone needs to (really should) get out once in a while to see the world for themselves and branch out both physically and mentally…. or not….