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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


 photo NeanderthalmanbyWendySparling2RED80_zpsoidcgr0c.jpg


© 1997
Drawing © 2005 Wendy Sparling (BC, Canada)

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09/15/2015

Posted on 09/15/2015
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/15/15 at 02:29 PM

Nice collaboration with Ms. Sparling, Chris. I especially like the "Neanderthal on electronic surfboard," and that killer last line. Thanks!

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