Grate Again
when growing up
getting to stay up
the tv's day ended
an on screen flag
waved as the anthem
played and then
white noise which
soothed me always
sounding like an ocean
then a time came to pass
that that wasn't enough
they not we wanted more
the waves no longer hit the shore
just hate added with more
negativity deplorably
we cleansed the house
by burning sage the day
the garbage truck took
away the television
happily to say
my son
can
see
clearer
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