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Watching the world on CNN. Switching to MTV. The sameness of nothing. The nothing of sameness. Comfort food all. Smoke machines. Bruised. Bloodied. Commercials come. I go. CLICK. Suicide bombers sing. Unaccompanied. Victims hush. One for every day of the week. Big sale at Sears every Saturday. Ratings. Sweeps. Prepare to die. Black eyes stare at me as I stare back. Innocent. Gone with the wind. Your fault for being so trusting of Father So-And-So. CLICK. The president talks about peace. Red rocks blaze. Bulbs blooming. Spring training. Bears and Bulls. Pirates vs. Mets. The final score. XXXX died at the World Trade Center. Celebrity's smile answering phones on TV. Black Hole. CLICK. Attack of the clones. Will there be another one? Acid rainbows hurt my eyes. Terrorists there. Terrorists here. The disease of the moment. The media won't let me escape. Another handful of cheese doodles. Another poke in the eye. CLICK. Anthrax. Small pox. Antique boxes of Kotex for sale. Blood is thicker than water. Drink eight glasses a day. Fame. The Oklahoma City Bomber got it. Bin Laden too. Somebody won. Somebody didn't. Success. Who wore what? Who said what? The insipid reign supreme. Sadam Hussein was hung. Lindsey Lohan was hung over. Rehabilitation success failure. CLICK. Missing Children. Dead? Alive? Murdered. Too horrible to broadcast. For now. Made-for-TV movie, starring So-and-So. Death=ratings. Another glass of beer. XXXX died in Katrina, died in Darfur. Died somewhere. Metronome tick. CLICK. Mournful tie-dyed wannabe dreamers. Psychedelic ashtrays. Hyperbolic stingrays. Only wear black. Can't escape. Something stuck in my teeth. Abortion rights. Wrongs. Bombs. Dead babies. Dead doctors. Dead workers. Dead terrorists. Dead Michael Jackson. Dead Farrah Fawcett. Celebrity death more important than yours. Some mother's child. Somebody else's loss. Somewhere. CLICK. Another handful of pretzels. Security. Extinct. Safety in flag waving. Hand shaking. Forced smiles shine. Movie premieres. Entertainment Tonight, today, yesterday. CLICK. Tomorrow? Blizzards of humanity. Gave proof through the night. Crimes rates red glare. Crash. Bombs bursting. CLICK. Who cares? Life is a photo-op. Best dressed. Worst dressed. Another reality show DNA test. Daddy. Who’s the daddy? Shock. Applause. Commercial break break down dance. One big vacuum sucking up nothing. Homelessness. Joblessness. Listlessness. CLICK. Yoga. Kaballah. This path. That path. In. Out. Five minutes ago. Over. Another sip of diet soda. War in Iraq. CLICK. Virginia Tech. Heck. They're going to do it again. When? Not in my backyard! Over there. Away where I can click and forget. Paris’ hair. Britney’s breakdown now back up. CLICK. Mother drowns children. I didn't have a camera to record it for posterity. Stock market up. Stock market down. Bush out, Obama in. CLICK. XXXX died in the war. Which war? Holy War Hollywood Walk of Fame. Land mines all. Another bite. Another belch. Remote control. No control. It's all a fallacy. We're all going to die. What's next? CLICK.