The Primitive's Mirror by Chris Sorrenti
once I started watching
couldn’t turn away
I was a Neanderthal on electronic surfboard
mindlessly pressing the buttons
but no matter where it carried me
the message remained the same
on one channel, fantasy
the next, a reality
the more I saw
less certain
which was mimicking the other...
the treachery of Melrose Place
followed by a relieved O.J.
Bart and Lisa laughing at Itchy and Scratchy
Kosovo dying in living color
night after night
Hollywood’s beautiful people
getting rich off the savagery...
I felt quite at home with my rocks and spears
© 1997
Drawing © 2005 Wendy Sparling (BC, Canada)
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09/15/2015
Posted on 09/15/2015 Copyright © 2025 Chris Sorrenti
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