TONIGHT'S LISTINGS:
6 pm:
We are the coming together of a City after a National tragedy.
7 pm:
We are a healthy diagnosis after months of uneasy test results.
8 pm:
We are headlines of invisible ink on the last rites of a suicide contract pact.
9 pm:
We are cultured and only appear against pure light.
10pm:
We are unconverted, yet a scientific type.
11pm:
We collect dead skin on our faces and hoard it like lush confectionery.
12am:
We nudge the loudest products into every hollow box until blood shows.
1am:
We are always there/or bored/then always there/or bored
2am:
We require very little effort to maintain.
3am:
We are given cues. Happy/and or/cry, segregating based on faith and musical overture.
4am:
We are optional in 987 ways.
5am:
We are ten minutes of almost attraction, nose close to orgasm before we have to pray.
6am:
We are a ten second delay in case of a passionate live outburst.
7am:
We are a sponsored political party campaign, clicking past forming tumors.
8am:
We are falling asleep to us.
9am:
We are rinsed in electric dye and bad for our eyes.
10am:
We are a mass platform that says nothing anymore.
11am:
We are Television.
6 pm:
We are the coming together of a City after a National tragedy.
7 pm:
We are a healthy diagnosis after months of uneasy test results.
8 pm:
We are headlines of invisible ink on the last rites of a suicide contract pact.
9 pm:
We are cultured and only appear against pure light.
10pm:
We are unconverted, yet a scientific type.
11pm:
We collect dead skin on our faces and hoard it like lush confectionery.
12am:
We nudge the loudest products into every hollow box until blood shows.
1am:
We are always there/or bored/then always there/or bored
2am:
We require very little effort to maintain.
3am:
We are given cues. Happy/and or/cry, segregating based on faith and musical overture.
4am:
We are optional in 987 ways.
5am:
We are ten minutes of almost attraction, nose close to orgasm before we have to pray.
6am:
We are a ten second delay in case of a passionate live outburst.
7am:
We are a sponsored political party campaign, clicking past forming tumors.
8am:
We are falling asleep to us.
9am:
We are rinsed in electric dye and bad for our eyes.
10am:
We are a mass platform that says nothing anymore.
11am:
We are Television.
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| Dean Rhetoric is an unemployed former foundry worker who has recently relocated to London. He is a former BBC writer’s room finalist and has been published in Bunbury Magazine as well as Picaroon poetry. He says things here https://twitter.com/dean_rhetoric By the time you read this he’ll still be unemployed. |
