The medium is the message
—Marshall McLuhan
I:
Once upon a time, I’d turn it off
Too many horror movies convinced me:
static might contain
messages I’d rather not hear
II:
driving in these hills
outside signals of all kinds
are weakened and wander
which means our prejudices and
fashion sense remains static and
pieces of radio stories from NPR
drift into small snatched bits of songs
So I hum and wonder
Make up my own endings
to all those stories, my own lyrics
to all those songs
Roll down the windows
Discover the weather for myself