Right of Reply

Hello, I’m your television-
staring out from eyes of academics,
chefs, cross-dressers, forgotten men,
remembered women; I’ve been animated

watching faces thought secret-
laughter, tears, wrapped rapt,
snoring bored, loving one another,
red with anger screaming at the screen.

The remote control won’t work,
all it does is change my face
and yours too; sun through the clouds
or two little downward turns.

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About mudwords

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8 Responses to Right of Reply

  1. anthonynorth says:

    I’ve read several of your poems. Enjoyed them all. Nicely done.

  2. Ji says:

    witty words!
    enjoy your gift!

  3. suzicate says:

    sun through the clouds
    or two little downward turns. – love that image! And how creative that our televisions watch us…better watch what I’m doing in front of it!

  4. mairmusic says:

    hey– nice images! I enjoyed it.
    http://mairmusic.wordpress.com/

  5. ishabelle says:

    hmm… i love my TV…. but your poem is sooo good too… 🙂

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