Thursday, April 8, 2010


Crouched before you
I perceive you, your form-
Small yet enchanting
You portray society with flair-
The good, the bad and the ugly
And I watch enthralled!
You keep me captive.
The days roll by
Not happy with this
You burgle my nights
I think I know why and so,
Let go.
I reflect and understand why and so,
Give in.
The flicker of images
Is my obsession.
The small screen
My addiction.

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