Channelled

i
Freedom is a White Dot.
In a state where even thought is vicarious, broadcast
wholesale, there is no struggle. No freedom fighters.

The free are seen every day, hidden only by last years drab.
Backgrounders; talking, playing, sitting almost off camera.
An underground of conscientious objectors; questioning.

ii
Tonight the voices of a million families raise in hilarity
as Bob’s futile levering with an old broom handle,
bursts the dead moose that has jammed in his rain gutter.

Four million pairs of eyes check the picture-in-picture display
of their patented intelligent anti-moose guttering system.
No moose has entered any gutter in 84 days of operation.

Tonight’s happiness: knowing that the smell of a rotting
dead moose won’t make them miss their shows or put them
off their micro-waved low fat cheese favoured nacho bucket.
iii
Creating the White Dot is easy; just point and click.
Within reach of everyone; but out of their line of sight.
A real alternative choice, maybe three paces away.

Stand up, walk forward and hit the switch. As the
crackling fades; go outside, into a different state of mind.
Your mind. One of us will make eye contact with you.

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