Zombie Radio
“zombie radio”
it was
static, tuned
like tin rain
falling, calling
in drums
that pulse
pound
night's rhythms
to the soul
of
life, death
all that is
in-between
the music
played
as voices called
the tune...
Copyright © Richard Poor | Year Posted 2015
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