i flip the satallite switch on the remote control a million times... yet my fingers fail to reach your channel a bunch of fuzz clouds my brain like static on a stormy day and i try so hard to reach inside my head to pull just one strand of what i am feeling out in hopes that the rest will unravel in a pile in front of you like that Grandma sweater you have to wear on Christmas Day So you know that i am real They are actors on your T.V. screen...you cannot see or touch them or hear a tear in their voice feel ecstatic radiance in their laughter like you could if you lay for only a moment with your head on my chest long enough to hear my heart scream at you what my tongue cannot convey my antenna is broken i want to gouge out the eyes of the one who snapped it off so they know the blindness of watching your stage i could once intrigue a thousand critics but that time is now gone and words are like cameras flashing in my eyes when they are you saying i didn't get the part...
1-19-03
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