It can safely be assumed

that I’m about to be consumed

by the 24/7 show

that has no need for a remote.

I’ll never know the fuzzy static

or the antenna perched in my parents’ attic

or the TV guide sitting in my drawer

or the cable subscription we had before.

I’m in bed, not on my couch,

With my snacks, I’m no longer a grouch.

Watching a bitter, old talking horse

and a female felon not quite in remorse.

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