The Radio

THE RADIO

There he sat with the verve and purpose of a dead fish.

 

He was so hip, yet he couldn’t pay his phone bill.

 

“Did you have a good revolt today?” she asked. She was one of his best laid plans.

 

But now she was on the radio, telling him of a cause he should be into.

 

She was never really meant to matter.

But he wept as a woman for that which

he would not fight for like a man.

 

He only saw glamour in his rebellion.

 

He failed to see his cause.