Emptied womb, empty mind,
empty heart: it was easy to lose
myself those weekday afternoons
with the turn of a knob, to lose
my life in those other lives
on the small bright screen
where someone crashed
her car, had a brain tumor,
took the wrong call, wrong turn,
"As the World Turns," those
"Days of Our Lives,"
"The Guiding Light" failing
to guide them for fifteen–minute
segments of betrayal, false
accusation, addiction, fraud
and delusion. Glossy as their
houses, hair and make–up were,
those characters were me,
those hours till school pick–up,
when my only joy would break
from the line of other children
waving her artwork to greet me.
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