NaPoWriMo 2016: Day 24

Where I come from

People measure their lives in screen inches

I have been moving from one to the next for days

Or the closest I have got to days

I live my life as a Houdini

Constantly escaping

Inside a camera lens

One day

I will write the world I will escape to

Or maybe I won’t

But there is no way of knowing until

I stop channel hopping

And start writing

But if this is a magic trick

I have not yet worked out

The prestige of it all.