
Creative Writing - Poetry - Defining Moments
by Kenneth Pobo

A slow learner, I took
half a century to set
my set by the shed
before taking an ax
to split its head
open, used to think how
could I live without reruns,
a gardening show, especially
while I munched popcorn
with the news--oil
and chem. companies,
Bushwars. A snazzy anchor
prop, a human face
to deliver lies--for years
I shouted back, till,
finally, I executed
the TV, sang as it died,
looking blank as always,
whether on or off, electric
splinters sinking under
wet grass.
Kenneth Pobo's work appears in The Fiddlehead, Grain, Colorado Review, forpoetry.com, Antigonish Review and elsewhere.