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Hull of old memories,
Bebop and slow dances,
Soda-shoppe sundaes
After school, you-
DJ’d them all
With a quarter request
And the push of some buttons.
Records dropped
45 rpm and the long arm
Lowered itself onto each
Groove like a gentle
Lover. Scratching
Melancholy moods
And soft air.
Where your records are now
Melted ashtrays, ornaments
Hanging on diner walls, and
Skeet targets,
Digital music – so pure
And perfect, convenient –
Will never be
As romantic as
Standing arm
And arm above
The Wurlitzer choosing
Our favorite song.
~June 7, 2016 – Poem almost every day
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