Signal quality
is something I still associate
with radio sets on island chains
trying to make contact with command.
My cell phone is block, a brick
a tool I use for basic functions
even as I think of grass huts and
hidden wires making antennas.
The console, the telegraph
all crowd my memory from times
I never knew, but vivid in mind
from coastwatchers, Resistance fighters, Quonsets.
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