we get puffy;
watch a show
and imagine plots
that never seem to end.
we want to win every once in a while
and be lean as a hero.
but
when the credits are written
we are scared shitless,
like baby worms before grown birds.
it's then
that we champion rewind
as just another category for survival.
I like this one. Were you watching sit-coms like "2 and a 1/2 Men" and writing poetry again?
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