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)