The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem's structure is consistent, which aids in its readability. The use of rhyming couplets throughout gives the poem a rhythmic quality that helps to engage the reader.

The poem's theme appears to revolve around the idea of isolation and the role of media in shaping our understanding of the world. The repeated references to television programs and the speaker's interactions with them suggest a commentary on the influence of media on our lives.

The poem could benefit from a more precise use of imagery. While there are some vivid images, such as "steaming hot oatmeal" and "a cup of coffee light," these are not consistently used throughout the poem. More detailed and evocative imagery could help to further engage the reader and enhance the poem's thematic depth.

The poem's tone seems to be one of resignation and acceptance. This is conveyed through phrases like "That's okay, it's for the best" and "Don't strip away my cool veneer." However, the poem could benefit from a more nuanced exploration of this tone. For instance, the speaker could delve deeper into their feelings about their isolation and their reliance on media for companionship.

The final line of the poem, "instead, just shake my mental hand," is a strong ending. It encapsulates the speaker's desire for connection, albeit a non-physical one, and effectively concludes the poem on a poignant note.

In conclusion, the poem has a clear structure and theme, but could benefit from more detailed imagery and a deeper exploration of its tone.

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Is there a typ-o here?:

while the playing rock and roll

I thought I would ask before reading the rest of the poem

These lines I really relate to:

That's okay, it's for the best
my feet of clay can hardly stand
Don't strip away my cool veneer
instead, just shake my mental hand

I may be wrong about the content meaning of your poem. Because my window to the world used to be the television set. I watched current events and world and local news. I actually became physically ill,and they gave me nightmares! Living in a very small city helps and having a gun (which I have been trained in its usage: Identify your target and shoot to kill) first tell them to halt and raise their hands. If the do not stop, then their choice has been made. the rest I will have to live with...

*hugs, Cat

p.s.
now we use our t v for football, video games and movies on video.

So many interesting folks that we never get to meet....the window keeps us coming back and looking for more. Sometimes these strangers feel like lost family or friends. Good write.

Hello, Geezer,
"I've seen them all so many times, they are all like friends." I've read that we tend to watch the same movies and television shows over and over because they become familiar and comforting to us, especially in the evening as we settle in. What's familiar truly does get us through the day! Wonderful title!
L

Very good poem. To me it reminds me of the routines that keep us on a type of schedule. Coffee, newspapers, TV etc. dominate the start of our day.