I saw you on the TV today swimming behind that shiny screen. Your seeing-eye looked sad and your mouth did that funny thing that no one mentions. That sagging pause between the words, which enters your face as an afterthought. They gave you a hard time in that there telly-box. No one wanted to know how you were or how your weekend had been. The guy to your left answered more questions than you. He looked smarter too and like he'd had more sleep.