I wonder what's on....

Burn your televisions.
The joke
has gone
far enough:

it's
peeky
background noise
with
pointed teeth
and a
contorted jaw.

GMTV,
breakfast news,
renovation programmes....

Do you
really
want this shit?

Did you
ever ask for it,
or did somone
just
slip it in?

Here:
hold this.
See you later,
old friend;

I'm going
to the bank,
then I'm
off to Malibu;
but
I'll be back.

Wake up,
please.
Please,
wake up:

we've all been
crying for days,
but
none of us
knows it.