Day 13: the tireless search
the pacing
is everywhere around me now.
his heavy steps
endlessly seek the elusive and highly sought after:
remote control
that inglorious device
which has been
gnawed on
fought over
grasped tightly
and lost repeatedly
but, until now, always,
been found.
the future remains mysterious and uncertain.
it could mean
a lack of access to paid-for shows,
frequent trips off the couch,
watching commercials,
and other, more serious and time consuming
unwanted viewing (insert scream of horror)
it's been 45 minutes of searching
I think I had better go and help
no, wait.
the search has just been suspended for the night.
he has resigned himself to watching
whatever the bunny ears will pick up.