The noise from the t.v. sounds
like poison. Who are these
artificial beings with their
electronic heads? See, one
is selling automobiles while
holding a chimpanzee. A woman
is baking fish with oil & garlic.
Behind me, the world is not so
colorful or scripted. The lonely
chair, the despondent carpet,
a room of silence and darkness
which can only sit and stare
into the blue-flickering machinery.
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