Me and the TV


So I sank into the sea
Water warbled insanity
Prose in the profanity
Wide eyes never see
The perfect geometry
Formed by varying degrees
In chains screaming free
Protesting the reality
Truth nailed to a tree
Suffering for thee
To offer up a plea
Monks are a monastery
Punks are parliamentary
Keeping it orderly
Hiding in the formerly
Haunted by what couldn’t be
Masochists of mystery
Imprisoned in personality
Gangsters in the grocery
Marching for the money
Getting stung for the honey
To sweeten the tea
Whose leaves are a we
The expression of three
Ones and zeroes and me
So the Why doth decree