Tell a Vision

I have learned to despise the television

It’s putrid channels

and lonesome views

the resounding sound of clicks and clacks

of ever pressing monotony

hovering remote control of hopes and dreams

turned ordinary.

The noisey nosey newstation

always important always the same

a counter-shock to the brain

The teley once seemed silly but now it’s rather strange

with it’s buttons and lights I’ve opted to use it for a brain

the wires and static engage me

much easier to be entertained