Newsradio 78 (2)

--Poem: This Time Silence Wins

I again awaken to "Newsradio 78"

There is fascism in your breath as
You pant and advertise. And
As you say, "this is the ultimate." And
I turn off the radio

I was turning it off anyways. And
As I did so it's last frantic words were
"this is the ultimate." Wowie zowie. What
the other day evoked my interest, analysis,
speculation and editing and re-editing
is, today, only boring