About 'the watcher's'. How does that work? They've watched the movie 'more' than once, so they know how all this shit will end? But how does that help, the faces on the screen, and what have they ever done, in this world of 'camera', to make the script a better thing? And, so...they were there, before the show, with their popcorn bags...and their soda straw, bored and elite, sleeping in their pew...drooling on the script, as we live our lives in vain...believing we are real. But what have they ever done for you? Not a blessed thing. Who put them here? Were they sent to 'gawk', to 'feel', every little pain? To 'perv', to 'set up' selfies, unaware...with their 'favorite histories?' Who the hell are 'the watcher's', who would let us die a thousand times, who always choose a bitter end? There's something better out there, than the watcher's and the silver screen...there's something alive, that has a heart...that isn't 'stuck' in the same re-run, masturbating away our lives...however false they are. I'm going to find. I'm tired of this show. Anyone want to come along?
Maybe that's why they watch at all...to find a real one.
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico
Art: google art
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