crystal radio

I once ordered a crystal radio
from my Johnson and Smith catalog
a crystal radio
NO POWER SOURCE
is what it said
just the energy of the radio waves
leaping off the sharpened spike
atop some clandestine tower
spreading out in spherical shells
stretched so thin by now
there couldn't be
and yet there was
enough electromagnetic stuff
to agitate the antenna wire
enough to tickle the cat's whisker pin
which poked the germanium crystal
just so
and a highly wound spool
of baby's hair wire
would tune to a station at night
with a guy who made puns
and talked about nothing
through the plug in my ear
which trickle of sound
sent my mind
back into the ether