Yeah, we talk about the media.
We are hard on the media, but we can talk about them.
We are the frantically scribbiling kids of reporters and a photographers;
the skipping song on the scratched CD that at least would never unravel like
Tapes, like VHSes lined on the wall during
Nights at the Blockbuster looking at the New Releases.
We are what gets sucked out in the white gummy strings of the iPod
When the inside of your ear hurts and your thumb skips over your favorite song.
Reading the tabloid over the shoulder. And the book between commercials.
We are.
We are the media.
