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title: Worse looking over
genre: verse
project:
title: Stark Raving
css: stark
order: 4
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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.
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