B side

My existence
as a forty-five
(so far):
cheap vinyl
imprinted with
a throwaway tune
played
scratched
forgotten.

Flip me over
on the turntable
Put the needle
to my groove
Crank up the volume
Hear the breakout hit
hiding on
the other side.

 

20 thoughts on “B side

  1. Like Cheney, I definitely read a subtle sexiness in this. 🙂 It’s a beautiful little poem, Cindy. I love the way you structured it – two stanzas, two sides, and even the shape is a bit like a sound wave.

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