Television

I hate TV
because I love TV.

These moving pictures
hold my mind like an ocean
sans land

a blue planet
lifting my boat 
up and down 

crashing me into 
storms and sharks
giving me the sense
the nausea will never stop 

that no pause can be given
to the total involvement
in all this briny spray.

My seasick head
can only survive
if it is never led

outside this basin
surrounded by range

where no sea can call
to ask me for a surf.