[Opening – static hiss, remote clicking] zzzzk— Screen glowin’ when it shouldn’t be… I didn’t press nothin’. It pressed me. ⸻ [Sequence One – The Signal Finds Him] Old box TV hum like a tired fridge, Rabbit ears bent at a crooked bridge Blue light spill on a dusty floor, Channel stuck on “something’s wrong” I grab the remote, mash every key, Numbers change into faces watchin’ me Anchor smile stretch too wide, Weather man blink from the other side I lean in close, it lean in back, Depth feel wrong — I step off track Cable unplugged, still got sound, Voice say “stay” in surround ⸻ [Sequence Two – Programs Go Rotten] Cartoon start meltin’ off the frame, Characters argue ‘bout my name Game show host with a broken grin, Ask me questions I never been in I answer loud with nonsense flow, Buzzer hit — they say “correct, somehow” Audience clap with a hollow tone, I bow alone in a living room throne Cooking show boilin’ shadows thick, Chef slice onions that don’t exist News crawl spell my thoughts in text, I laugh too hard — they type that next ⸻ [Sequence Three – Wackside Interferes] I twist the dial like it owe me rent, Screen bend inward, image dent I stick my hand where the picture live, Pull back static stuck to my skin I tap the glass, it tap me twice, Handshake glitch — not very nice I honk my horn at the midnight slot, Commercial break get all tied in knots Infomercial sellin’ dreams in jars, I interrupt with off-key bars They try resume with scripted lines, I keep talkin’ — ruin the time ⸻ [Sequence Four – The TV Fights Back] Volume spike with a sudden scream, Living room tilt like a tilted dream Shadows stretch from the power cord, Try to drag me through the border I plant my feet on the carpet edge, Trip myself, dodge the pull instead Screen crack web without a hit, Image stutter, skip, then split Figure crawl from a late-night show, Freeze mid-step like it don’t know I stare it down with a crooked grin, Say “you first” — it backs back in ⸻ [Sequence Five – Broadcast Collapse] Signal tear like a ripped cassette, Voices overlap in a tangled net Every channel shout at once, I yell louder — that’s my stunt Remote spark, battery leak, Numbers scramble, language freak Picture fold like a paper map, Then snap to black — abrupt collapse Room go quiet, hum cut clean, Just me and a dead dark screen I dust my hands, fix my hat, Say “that was weird” — imagine that ⸻ [Outro – faint static returns] …zzk… One pixel blink… I leave it on mute.
