i write to you
as i always do
not knowing
what to say
the words
become a map
and i trust
they know the way
out they come
and when they
are done
their intent is clear
to stir the world
from its sleep
and leave me
speechless here.
In which a long-time record collector and sometimes poet shares shares vinyl finds, words of worth, and plays keep or cull.
Chasing Perfect Sound Forever 