The broken mirror of the canyon

Cracked and sad

Patched like an old bike tire

Stumbling like a drunk old man

On his way to the insane asylum

Passing young women playing canasta

And eating lollipops of desire

You turn the channel 

There's gotta be something good on

But

Just 

Buy now you stupid shithead

And you'll be happy

Like Fran Tarkenton

Or Moises Alou

  Who 

Change channel 

  Too freaking weird 

You don't even own a tv

That's the scary part

Buddha contemplates his belly button

    While playing slot cars

What?