On the first day we ordered cable
we gathered round the tv’s glow
with a remote to change the channel
until we settled on HBO.
The feature was just getting started.
On the screen the camera darted
into then out of a living room,
out the window, into dusk’s gloom
over the streets of a tiny city
out into a suburb that felt
just like the one where we now knelt
before a logo, spinning pretty,
flying over that little town
like it might blow the houses down.
About the Author: Dawn Corrigan has published poems and prose in a number of print and online journals. She's currently working on a sequence of Onegin stanzas, of which "Feature Presentation" is an example. She lives in Gulf Breeze, Florida, with her husband and a lot of pets. You can read some of her other poems here.