Keep Time

by Rene LaPointe

Like a finger,
running across a vinyl blade,
my mind wears thin
and is left to linger

Players scratching out cacophonies
and records screaming out delights
of the 1970's
the 1980's
1990's

Time's dance grinds to a halt

When the sad music stops
with a blue misty waltz

And what do I have to give for?
And what do I have to live for?

When the sad music stops
with a blue misty waltz

And now we keep time;
freeze and tie time;
document time
in our hot little rooms.
Then left to wonder
when they're all blown asunder

About the blue misty waltz
and sad music that stops.

31-Dec-2006

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