Addiction

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

Why?

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.