Static
Location
The world as perceived by the saddest of the sad is just a rusty radio
Static
Turned low, so's not to wake my neighbor.
Too tired to turn it off
too worn down to search for a signal.
So, resigned, I sit
we sit
we the sad, we sit.
Waiting, I guess, for the day someone shuts the electricity off
because someone was supposed to pay the bill
but forgot, probably.