TV-Heads

When I was a teenager

I saw a couple fighting

at the farmer's market 

and my friend said,

“I want to watch something else.”

She swished her hand

and they disappeared.

She looked at me expectantly,

measuring my choice.

She said, “I can’t unplug their TVs, 

but I can change my channel.”

(Sigh)

"Sometimes this is too much."

My hand touches,

the back of my head.

“I unplugged 

my own power cord.”

***

I fell like a paper mache flower

cut from its string.