Sunday, September 11, 2011

Mourning TV

I was cautioned from
early childhood about
the threat of morning tv
turning intellect to mush
and so it always sat quiet
and dark, except for that
bright september morn at 8:45
when for some reason I
rebelled, lazily tuned in
and within a moment
sat in shocked stupification
in the mush of my mind
incapable of thought
stricken to stare
hour after hour as the
crystal blue sky
shattered into
crashing planes
falling towers
and ashen
in a loop

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