The radio is screaming the man
on the radio will not be quiet he is
pushed far into the background
while some NPR talkers murmur over
his screaming he lost something
very important. He says it over
and over but they do not listen
they think of their children at home
lying in bed dreaming sweet
childhood one of them is staying over
at a friend’s house they are staying
up late they never want it to be over
not like the man. His life on the radio
will be the only one he ever has
his life it is wasted he’s being spoken over
such pain is in his voice. I wish you
could hear it. It’s something never over.
Suffering everywhere always and over it
the same serene murmur of the comfortable
distracted or worse looking over
the shoulder and quietly looking away.