Binge Watcher of the Underworld

The television lights flicker,

On and off… 

Or just simply on.

PEW PEW PEW! 

The sounds of lightsabers clashing.

Squeals are now apparent throughout the underworld,

“HADES HURRY UP, THE DEAD ARE WAITING FOR YOU!”

 

The television turns off suddenly;

And out, steps the man of wonder

Hades, the God of the Underworld

His eyes are baggier than the underworld is red.

“Come on milord you can’t binge Star Wars all night”

 

Off!

Hades’ brain shuts down and he knocks out.

2 days of binging does this to a man…

No, it also does this to a god.

Guess the influences of modern television can surpass the heavens.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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