Creeping Death. 


 I'm sworn against the soap operas
that hype things up and miss things out.
These heaving halls of time-slipped mirrors
on life have nothing to shout about.

 Their flaring views distort the fact
that mere reflection is all they are,
or should be, to be quite exact.
This fool's parade has gone too far.

 If thought of soporific soap
impels you back towards your bed
cos it won't reflect your wildest hope,
go out and live some life instead.