Radio amateur

Seek you seek you seek you.
Mike zero golf sierra x-ray
mike zero golf sierra x-ray.
Can you read me Mart?
Psht.

The airwaves fuzz and buzz, sometimes whistle.
I’m seeking you, you’re not on, brother.

I reach Canada instead. Her name’s Yvette.
We talk about the weather and coffee,
simple pleasures.
I laugh as she tells me about her dog, Molly 
who pants down the microphone, apparently she likes me.
I tell her I like jigsaws and stargazing.
She can tell I’m from England, ‘Ya have that nice accent!’

I put her in my log book, write with care in blue biro.
She stands out next to the 
other absent minded scrawls,
the bores from Wales, South Africa.

Seventy threes, all the best.
I think I love you, Yvette