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Channel Surfing
Countless lines
Better left for mimes.
My productivity is shot -
Two-thousand lines
And still I've not said much.
Spent too fucking long
Coming up with something
And now I'm
Coming down with something
Sickness and...
The cure?
Oh, just some rest for such a working tongue.
Watch daytime TV
To learn just what I feel
When my knees do buckle
Under the weight
Of something
Chaste...
A concept
Lodged in outer space
Just waiting for a rocketship
To taste the underbelly
Of the stars.
Flip the channel to
I think it's CBS.
They have some guy on house arrest
Because he killed some pet or other...
Leaves me wondering
What did his mother
Feed him?
And if he is but
A demon
Dressed in tattered rags.
And CNN holds politics
Of wisdom, hate,
And cataclysmic faith
In action heroes
To debate
If IQs of a million zeroes
Are required
To run office?
Leaves me wondering
As voters
Are we even more retarded?
And MTV
Still seems too much for me.
Those crazy Real Worlders
Whose antics
Make my folders and my papers -
All those cheap office semantics
Seem like vapor
In a world of substance...
Leaves me wondering
If this abundance of redundancy
Will prove my fall?
Where the fuck is UPN?
That shitty toilet humor
I could belt out of my gut
After like twenty Cokes.
I didn't know that no one in a house of twenty smoked
Or drank their lives away?
But you know, one time
I think I heard the lead guy say
He hugged his work assistant
And felt guilty
So he never told his wife.
Now see, that shit is funny.
I can find a million crummy situations
That we're cornered in
And have to lie our way right out -
Then watch hilarity ensue
As we fumble with our doubts
And mumble one-third truths
While circling confessions roundabout...
Leaves me wondering
If all our lives are stale
For trying to match up picture families
To no avail...
Wow.
I didn't know that flipping channels
Could cause quite a stir.
But doctor's orders -
"Much bedrest and fluids.
And while you do it,
Why not let the television glow?"
My ass, fucker.
I'm going out and coughing up a lung into the cold...
