ISOLATOES
Sweet Songs don’t last too long
On broken radios.
He liked to talk that way
a shout in capital letters
and was pig headed and so full
of himself that he would squeeze
everyone else out of a room
a state of mind a universe
of his own making but he was a gift
to those of us who conspired
at one time believed
that words were as solid
as breathing together.
Queen of Spades - Charles Olson