radio edit
I was in the garage fixing the radio
when charlie came in
cigarette and beer in hand
wearing wrangler blue jeans
and a sleeveless tee
what in the hell are you doing neighbor
he asked
I told him I was fixing the radio
(the one with the reddish-orange digital display
that usually hangs underneath the kitchen cabinet
the kind you have to use a pen or pencil
to advance the time of day)
he took a peek at me soldering the
red wire to the circuit board
was careful to blow his smoke
out toward the street
as I screwed the cover back on
he asked what in the hell I needed a
radio for this day and age
you know with the internet and pandora
or some such shit
to listen to the dead but of course
is how I answered
and I picked up my radio and excused myself
august two thousand thirteen
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