tv = love
it's 3:24 am and i sit here, waiting. waiting for life. waiting for love. not normal love, just the kind that will fill me up for another ten, five minutes. a hello, a i love your new oil painting, a thanks for cooking all of dinner today, honey, a lick on my cheek from my dog, an e-mail from my man, a letter in the mailbox at my curb, even a little self-love would do right now. ...but i won't be getting any of that. i never watch television. ...but i think i'll go do that right now. it's now 3:27, i wonder what's on?
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