they found him
on television,
pulling down the tape,
trying to break
the film, jerking the
image out of the square,
reaching out
and screaming about
v-hold, trying to move
the camera, after the
shot was made, and pressed,
he snuck into the programming
in protest.
his rehabilitation
was long and trying.
the contracts, signed in secret.
the cameras, hidden, surgically,
for the safety of the subject.
and spiderlike
across the
fat of the land,
the broadcast.