The wheel rolls on, and we
roll with it – too
wrapped up in cycles that
we can’t control
our appetite, that
swallows stories whole:
forever craving News that
must be New.
New!
Man on doorstep filmed by camera crew –
New!
Politician lies while selling soul –
New!
Once fit woman, now declared a troll –
New!
Someone said a thing. It’s déjà vu
without the sense of
existential dread;
like watching Hamlet,
only then to find
it’s Murder of Gonzago
on instead.
Try as you might, the VT
won’t rewind –
it’s endless, like the
ticker, top of frame:
the actors change, the play
remains the same.
AB
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