And Greg in his Johnny Bravo suit
tells you how he’s really not all that
without his five siblings,
three of whom are really
(but no one seems to talk about that
beyond the first episode or two)
and really, if you want to get
right down to it, all of them
are actors, and at least
one of them will hate another one
someday, and several will write
insiderish books that contradict
each other on a few key points.
But now, all of them
gather on the Astroturf lawn,
assembled in pixels on your screen
as if waiting for you to acknowledge
just how real they are—sometimes,
more than people you know.
Sometimes, more than you.