In Memory of Radio | Poem

In Memory of Radio Poem Text

Who has ever stopped to think of the divinity of Lamont Cranston?

(Only Jack Kerouac, that I know of: & me.

The rest of you probably had on WCBS and Kate

Smith,

Or something equally unattractive.)

What can I say?

It is better to have loved and lost

Than to put linoleum in your living rooms?

Am I a sage or something?

Mandrake's hypnotic gesture of the week?

(Remember, I do not have the healing powers of

Oral Roberts ...

I cannot, like F. J. Sheen, tell you how to get saved

& rich!

I cannot even order you to gaschamber satori like

Hitler or Goody Knight

& Love is an evil word.

Turn it backwards/see, what I mean?

An evol word. & besides

Who understands it?

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