leave the tv on

she needed the television
on
to fall asleep.
either on the long blue
couch in the living room,
or in bed,
with the tv
on the nightstand
in the far corner
of the room.
she liked how it went
to snow.
a garbled field
of blue and white
bubbles, loudly
emitting static,
or a circle
with the words,
station has gone off
the air.
those were the old days.
now it keeps coming.
it never stops,
which comforts her when
she awakens at four
or three in the morning
to see matlock
solving a murder, or
to hear the whistling
by the creek
in mayberry.