TELEVISIONMAN
Submitted by unusualsuspects on May 6, 2008 - 12:44.
And then,
as if a switch had flipped in his mind,
It dawned on him –
crashed down on him
like the world upon Atlas –
That he is just that man,
That television man,
That bluesuithaircut television man
Who says what the teleprompter tells him to say
And feels what the teleprompter tells him to feel,
That things are bad, but then again
He doesn't know bad like they do –
Only knows
It’s a lot worse
Than his bad –
But who knows?
When the world drops
off of the shoulders that have held it for so long,
Will it be him that gets
Shaken off?
