Dogs 2011

TALKING TO THE TV
(12/17/11)


your lines
are lies

they are
not
you

they seem
clever
in a disassociated
sort
of way
but they
do not track
with our
conversation

they are
a recitation
a regurgitation
of non sequiturs
that seem
to amuse you
immensely
but do not add
any relevant
information
to our current
intercourse

your
gleaned wit
is lost
upon me

I do not
watch
your favorite
programs
and am unfamiliar
with the vernacular
and personalities
involved

we are not
connecting
here

please
remove
the ear bud
and place
your smart
phone
out of reach

I am
trying
to talk
with you

not with some
Spring rerun
of an inane
sitcom

oh

that
would be
ANY sitcom
docudrama
mini series
or movie
of the
fucking week

inanity
seems to have
no respect
for any class
of ass warfare
within
the medium

what?

you saw
it
on YouTube?

never mind

your story
has become
tiresome

I know

Dieter
from Sprockets

I am not
immune

change
the channel
change
the thought

programmed
from childhood
we mimic through
our encounters
until commercial
break

somewhere
through the haze
of canned response
I sense ephemera
and whispers
of originality
and walk
with purpose
to meet
that unknown

I will not
be insane
but you
will be unable
to discern
the difference

I will be
beyond
your realm
of concern