I am beginning to hate My Radio

As it chats incessantly all day

 

I do not have books or a television

And am forced to listen to My Radio

 

As you can guess I am in a cell

A cell of my own simple design

 

When I close my eyes I can live quietly

Outside of my dreams but this sensation fades

 

I return to the reality of my day rather frequently

And realise that I am in love with My Radio after all

 

 

My Radio (2022)