Surfing TV
I see
She
Selling products that neither you nor I
Have ever thought to buy.

Flicking channels I see
Another vapid she
Pretty as the picture on a new TV.

I can not decide
Whether to turn over to the other side
Where boys say “mom” in identikit
American voices.

So many “choices”
To sit
And see
On my TV …

No Big brother watching me
Through my TV
Just advertisers selling me things that I
Have no need to buy.

Should I look
At a book
Instead?
Or go to bed
And dream of Hollywood where all are free
To watch the same crap TV?