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(The media invasion after the Virginia Tech massacre on April 16, 2007)

Center focus, zoom in
I can feel them burning into the back of my neck with oversized eyes and fame
seeking hunger
The tears spilling down my cheeks can’t be shielded, and I’ve tried before
They fall freely and gracefully down past my freckles and the lenses drink them
The mascara under my eyes is a target, the pain that can be wiped away unlike
the suffering in my eyes
It shines out through the water glass that coats my eyelids and they think its
The blood that runs from my lips as I bite it to keep from crying only merits a
new roll of film to catch the reddest drop
An arm around you only invites an invasion
They are cold stones that were planted when you took a moment to blink
As soon as you can see again they’re there, everywhere, surrounding you with
black, soulless faces
The push and click and whir and most of the time don’t say a word
They aren’t after you, they’re after your misery
If you kneel, or sit, or light a candle, if you cry, or squirm, or hug, or kiss,
if you bend, bow, stumble, curtsey, salute, shake hands, hate, love, they watch
and follow and chase and click
They are stones that will surround you, you can kick them but will only break a
toe, you can yell but stones cannot hear, you beg and plead and bargain, but
stone has no heart
They will center focus, zoom in, catch the new zit on your cheek as a tear runs
by it to escape the soulless eye
Tears don’t want fame and fortune, they want solace and privacy, they are meant
to grieve and not be exploited, they go as fast as they can but its never
Our pain is plastered on the WebPages and newsreels all over the world for
people to watch while mom cuts up the meatloaf and dad feeds the dog
they’ll shake their heads and say, that’s too bad, while little Timmy swings a
baseball bat at his sisters head
They’ll cover their food in ketchup and then change the channel to wheel of
Our pain didn’t come with a dial, we can’t change the channel, or wait for the
program to end
What we fall asleep with is what we wake up with, and there are enough images
burned into our hears so that we will never need a photograph to remember it
But just in case we do…
There’s another one that will be on CNN in an hour

Meredith Vallee

Contrasting Views

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The Faerie Queene

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Sigmund Freud

"Everywhere I go, I find a poet has been there before me."


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