First, the old-fashioned dial tone,
zenith of nothingness—
who invented that?

Not-quite silent radio
after the midnight
sign-off prayer,

Jazz singer fading to needle hiss
as a Victrola winds down in
an empty room.

At the tone, the time will be
three a.m.
Exactly.

 

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Trish has poems published or forthcoming in Right Hand Pointing, Blast Furnace Press, Off the Coast, Eunoia, Fat Damsel, the late Seattle Poetry Review and others. She divides her time between Seattle and Hawaii. Right Hand Pointing will publish a chapbook of her short poems in December 2017.

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