Television Lovers Poem by Jack Turner

Once, something passed between us more than space and time
And something other filled my bed than flailing arms and kicking legs
And nights pass by in silence
Television fills the void
You leave the radio on late to paint the silence
And talk more with the static voices and the singers
The newsreaders tell me more about your world than you
And the dogs walk longer these days than before
and broken things take longer times to heal
the bones, the hearts, the ears, the lips, the words
all the organs of Love, degrading
You turn the volume up louder
And watch