Stream #1

what i should do
is not hesitate
like in the past
go boldly into 
this blue ink
nothing, it is
everything, but
only for me 
in this second 
i try to tell the truth 
and nothing but 
what i’ve learned on tv
those sitcoms like 
three’s company
and imagine
that all of life could
be the regal beagle
a stage set in
the 80’s, and yet
this goes on, we call
it netflix, my old
nemesis, my old 
friend, what i should do
i don’t, the humans
make mistakes 
the revolution
will be televised
but there will 
never be a
revolution

While You Are Watching Netflix

he is pondering the sound of crickets, he swims outside every night, listening to the rubbing of wings, chirps, we call them, mating sounds, darkness attraction, he has noticed the transition from october to december, dissipating insects, a little less with each cold night, moon fattens, sheds light, then gradually disappears, grows full again, & all the while you are indoors, scrolling through trending & top picks for you, top 10 movies, looking for answers, a way to kill time, exist, alone, or with ice cream, your screen escape, watching drama, violence, comedy, night after night, hoping for something good, something that matters, meanwhile, he’s outside contemplating dusk, counting stars as they appear in the sky, you ask, why? he pauses to reflect, each evening is different, is his reply.