Couches Consume Poem by Jeffrey Barnes

Couches Consume



Couches consume hoards of drones In there dying rooms In square 'homes'
Television sucks them in
Lost souls dreaming of what could have been
And yes I still dream while awake
As I murder TV true life I will make.

Sunday, January 15, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: murder,television
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