I fiddle the knob of the radio.
Roam the dial for the distant sounds -
on the short and long wavelengths.
Stretch the antenna,
that towers high above my head.
Strange whispering.
Hiss and Hoosh.
Rising of the ocean.
Falling of a distant tree.
Dit dit and Dot dot.
Monks chanting vespers.
Booming of a Big Ben.
Lovers kissing.
Kingdoms falling.
Children laughing their heart's content.
Woes of mother over her dead child.
Bullets, bombs and missiles.
Stories.
Voices.
Songs.
Plays.
BBC.
Life...
Such different lives we live.
Wish I could live them all.
(turns the radio off)
#shyless
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