The table has turned
in front of the tv
and somehow goes unnoticed
that it now is watching me
But there's a feeling that I get
as I gaze upon the screen
a flicker of discomfort
in the crack of my beliefs
Devoured by the news
that I'm no longer real
a character of fiction
living in a dream
Regulated by the networks
and their corporate greed
the world beyond their own
will never again be seen