Up past midnight again, but I did have a reason… Your Valentine is a cherry-pop pop song twitching nervously on a crackly, staticky radio dying on a corner table in an empty room I am the oddly lost beacon of desperation tripping down a deserted street trying to stay two steps ahead of the lightning [...]
Tag: radio
Ghost voice of Titanic (a poem)
Partly inspired by the Seed Mouth instrumental of the same name… Scratchy, garbled barely visible through the static The droning drones on not a hint of treble in sight Nobody sang along as the band played on deck— how far can the air carry the memory of a melody? The concertina played in a bistro [...]
The death of the Grand Dame (A poem)
Attempting to form a tribute from a jumble of impressions on a very long day… It snowed in Lithuania today they’ve got aerial photos for proof In fact, it seems colder just about everywhere the skies gone cloudless for the prettiest star Three years ago, wandering the streets of Germantown we’d no idea where we were [...]
December 8th
It was Monday evening, a few minutes before 9 p.m. I had spent the last 35 minutes or so listening to Armed Forces by Elvis Costello and the Attractions; M*A*S*H would be coming on at 9, so I put away the LP, turned off the stereo, and headed for the living room. Since my mom had already [...]
