Nothing But Static

Free-verse poem

Jim Latham
The Lark Publication

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A pounding rain and a Suzuki off road vehicle.
Semliki during the rainy season. Photo by Author.

what do you do
when there are no more cards to play,
when there’s nothing left to say,
and no one to listen to?

when you can’t stare at the moon
because it’s the rainy season?

you get up, put the cards away,
blow out the lantern,
and turn off the radio
playing nothing but static.

what do you do
when you talk to fill the quiet,
when you’ve run out of words to try,
and there’s no one to talk to?

when you can’t ask the moon
because it’s the rainy season?

you get up and put the cards away,
blow out the lantern,
and turn off the radio —
it plays nothing but static.

what do you do
when you know nothing but static,
when you burn your brightest dreams
on the highest mountains of the moon?

let the cards blow away,
and the lantern burns out.
you forget about the radio —
it played nothing…

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