after her dog died
Rachel wanted
a new face for herself
a new face that looked
just like a radio
her forehead the backlit station dial
with two matching knobs for eyes
and an antenna that
she would make out of
her own heart muscle
Rachel the Radio
Rachel the Radio
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: Rachel the Radio
stellar poem ming...I could not only picture the radio, I could picture the heartbreak
really nice !
really nice !
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
Re: Rachel the Radio
saw, Thx - I like writing the short ones these days & like it when others can enjoy them too -
Thanks
Thanks
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.