I lose productivity on the train,
Just as the train loses its own speed
To stop for station after station,
I always turn the window into a screen,
Watching the show of cities,
Towns, and broken homes going by
Instead of concentrating on poems
I promised I would write
So I could claim a trip was productive
No, the better comparison is you
Losing your time to create
From the peer to peer pressure of TV
Emptying your queues of episodes
Until whole seasons are done,
A binge which brings a full stop
To your plans and the flow established
By your previous good works,
Your intention unable to save you now
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