Saturday, March 20, 2010

802. RIVERVIEW

RIVERVIEW
This radio wears a blade.
Cutting sensations. Ripping
through Life like butter.
Rhapsodizing over little
things, while finger flipping
sensual dials. Playful rings
and tokens of another sort.
Music roars the house :
overturning everything
once so neatly arrayed.

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