by Carol Elizabeth Owens
t.v.
drones on and on
delivering, at times
much of nothing except some filth
in the kitchen, a screen
door is open
and flies
love it
you can see them
gathering. they’re watching
whatever the payload may bring
a tabletop meal’s not
noisy enough
for them
to catch
a soundly buzz
or otherwise sample
bits & bytes of digitized wit
regurgitation lives
on a slow roll
the crust
carries
such curious
moldings— tastes are easy
to shape. advertisers know how
cash can micromanage
a flavored spin
that stinks.
Carol Elizabeth Owens is an attorney and counselor-at-law in Western New York (by way of Long Island and New York City). She enjoys technical and creative writing. Her poetry has been published in several print and virtual publications. Ms. Owens loves the ways in which words work when poetry allows them to come out and play. The poem "recycled note left on a refuse bin " is written in a form called eintou (which is West African for "pearl," as in "pearls of wisdom").
