Broadcasting Vicissitude

Broadcasting Vicissitude 

I met a new friend today. 

He talked in a language that had escaped me, 

And his accent was filled with a static overtone, 

Encrypting every word with an indistinguishable meaning. 

He carried his bruised wings on his back like a battered suitcase

Gently brushing the layers of dust that had covered their prestige. 

 

He sang a song that sounded like a malfunctioning audio disk

Contorting his plastic mouth with every missed beat, 

Tangled up with the distortion that had riddled the moment. 

I could tell he was sent here to tell me the world was on fire, 

I could tell he was going to be the one to save us all. 

I just couldn't understand a single thing he said. 

I asked my new friend if he wanted to sleep with me tonight

So he could get away from the constant fridge buzz that surrounded us

Screaming to give in to the faulty connection.

I tried to drag him into the midst of the sanctuary that stayed in my room

But every time I got so far the power cord would become detached, 

And my friend would fade into obscurity. 

My friend floundered every time he left his perch,

The false sense of safety from the entertainment centre kept him from crumbling. 

Today I met a new friend.

He sat behind a over pixelated glass screen

And preached the end of the world.  

Author's Note

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

great metaphor. it's very sad. great poem.

[MOON]

Lovely write, ode to the tv ! Good lines too

[That_Girl]

This is very intriguing... I really like your poetry. Another job well done.

[Peaceworker22]

Hmm.. the way you turned the television into a character was very well done, this was a very interesting read. Good work!

[sienikeha]

this is fantastic, chilling even. easily read, digested. potent.

[Debbie_Philly]

Oh this was very clever.... I liked it allot... really good !!

[Barbara Walker]

I enjoyed this! The time a lot of people devote to the tv, you would think it was their God! But then again, it is a friend to shut ins, etc. Just can't believe everything he says!

[Serenity Faith]

I thoroughly enjoyed this! I have friends behind glass screens too xD As always the imagery and play of words were superb. Keep up the good work ^_^

[Marie]

A cord--or chord--linked to the past stretches only so far. But there are always new friends.

[Legolas]

Very good write. The idea of this is very good and you have portrayed it wonderfully. Keep up the good work.