Prose – ScreenTime


– ScreenTime –

At night I keep a tv on
in every darkened room,
all of them tuned
to the same channel
so that I will never feel alone.
These lurid visions
that filter through me
are immortalized in LCD.
I am one small voice
hidden among the static of billions,
and the comfort of their noise
is the only consolation
for how alone we truly are.