WATCH THE END OF THE WORLD WATCHING YOU WATCHING T.V.
the end of te world is a tower
with a vascular, scarlet eye
wax and wane,
you electric O-zone
linked to a cube
linked to a sphinx
every actor is a Picasso nude
inspiring half-day gazes
if you look away
a busy world will abandon you in your tremor
I AM ANALOG
i am just one of a billion inner-wars
eyes are tongues that lift to mind a trillion pictures since birth
i am a young man
with chlorinated eyes
who dream awake
in front of the television
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