Figments, fragments: a writer's journal.
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Sitcom Blues
On screen you come across as perfection - a dream.
I schedule my time around you,
An admirer unseen.
Static couldn't keep us apart,
I'd wait for you in our half-hour slot
- On screen.
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