permission to come aboard?

welcome, cadet, to what some call the internet and others call home. here, you'll be able to fulfill your most vehement digressions via usb and lcd and keys and keys of letters. it's a love affair, so bring your heart and mean it.

prime time
the newscaster pulls out a compact
from below her desk
and opens it like a smile.

as she stipples her chin,
the camera rolls on.

behind the scene,
crew watch at the mercy
of her seductive faux posture

and big, fake breasts.

discreetly, she shuts the mirror
out of sight and crosses her fingers.