a record of this

A record of this

And the low electric hum,
accompanying crackle crackle
of a 45 RPM rhapsody.

Dragging the needle
ever closer, spiraling
towards the center
of this black hole
heart attack.

Shattered into pieces
of brittle vinyl,
the crumbling bits
of my high fidelity:
scratch,
scratch,
scratch,
scratch,
scratch.