I am watching TV
on Saturday afternoon,
when
trash
reality television
comes on.

I flip
vacantly
through the channels.

My roommate's dog
begins barking
at dogs on a
commercial about
dog food.

I decide to change
The channel to DOGTV.

The colors are strange,
A dichromatic thing.

But
the music is
relaxing.

The dogs can watch it
So, I can
get to writing
poetry.

My hands find a
pen and
notebook,
and I begin
to write:

"Shopping List:
1. dog food..."