The Box II

Stick with the box
my love
you can be an addict
or on holiday,
a chef or a
newsreader, they
take the place of our
reality -
insensibility and
sanitised eyes
are the breed that this box
breeds, and people's
minds shut off
to their real
lives as coloured
images and words
scroll past them
from a device
in the corner of
every room in the
land.

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