Television Lives

Six o’clock, and once again I find myself
In front of the television screen where
I watch past adorned cheesy one-liners that
Have become hated some days and loved others, and today
My finger hovers over the remote
Contemplating quickly switching the channel and indulging
In some other spectacle perhaps more exciting and alluring
And as I ponder these thoughts, I remain transfixed
To the same old same old clichéd lifestyles of the character’s on-screen,
Who can merrily clock off at the end off the day and return home
To warm beds without the sorrow and pains of a blasé heart
Not broken or breaking but tearing slowly at the seams,
And I swear to myself that after today has ended
I’ll never lay eyes on the television screen again,
But I find myself here, in the same spot at six o’clock
More obstinately taking part in past affairs,
And know that nothing will ever change.

Television Lives

lyra27

Joined June 2007

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Artist's Description

This piece was created when my poetry teacher asked me to describe ‘falling out of love’ without any in depth display of emotions and using mostly my physical surroundings. I’m not sure how well I pulled it off.

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