A Moment of Silence and Cue-up the Next Song

Death is

the end of the play list.

No failed vacuum tubes or transistors,

no tripped circuit breakers; engineers

stretching over schematics.

Options to call in,

complain, flatter, console, request,

disconnected, dissolved

in the wave length of a heart beat.

No hardware, software, human error—only

the stylus set in the eternity of the last groove 

and the fact that the show has moved to

an unknown clear channel station

somewhere in the ambient static patter

of the universe—the sudden waking

to the ultimate commentator.

This is a radio world

with no segue but one; 

a moment of silence

and cue-up the next song.

©2000Dan Kantak