the television has become a joke to me,
its cables only nerves of sitcom memory
every show is the same, an ode to stupidity,
and every classic a cancelled comedy.
the news is now a soap opera
selling someone else’s pain for a check
instilling fear for the sake of ratings,
and bodies for tomorrow's train wreck.
movies are syndicated three times a day
and music channels in constant replay.
after all, when there’s nothing left to say,
there’s always reruns from ’94 to waste the day.
when the same is said over again and over again,
the words are bound inside your head,
and when you convulse from electric-word shock,
you’ll find you are the idiot in the box.
survive the cable flu—
don’t let the media brainwash you.