We grid a prison in reverse
Shutting off a world of care.
Within its structure we immerse
Letter boxed to sit and stare.

Deep within the sanctuary,
A thousand points of colored light,
Silently and temporary,
Mind divided left and right.

Consciousness we all surrender,
Breathing in whatever’s aired,
Offered real to the pretender,
Hollywood that leaves us squared.

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