On the Radio

A crackling in the air
Then crystal clear music
A side of Banter
Ears are tuned in
Voices doled out

Messages overt and subliminal
create a circle of communication.
I am King of this Molecular sea
Free to ride the airwaves
Until my crown is tarnished
by Claudia in Hyderabad who doesn't like doing crunches to Iron Maiden

And until now,
I made no rhyme
nor arranged the "verse"
in metered time

so bite me.