and the exotic late-night hosts
who crackled in the airwaves on routine.
And as I fell asleep I heard the false TV formality
and the casual importance of tonight's guests.
"the amazing, the lovely, the talented!"
I knew and I was the spontaneous studio audience:
We shared in each gag, pet, band, monologue
and there in my sheets I heard it all firsthand.
Through radio, they preached no glory in celebrity
but in the good-natured innuendo between old friends.
It was "here's a woman famous for her beauty."
The world came as a challenge through headphones
"you've never done a good thing twice, never
had a sin by itself, never made a joke that would last."
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