Record Player

Introduction Poem to A Thousand Pages

Record Player

1809 Black Plague December

 

 

 

 

 

 

I fell into you.  Fall me once.

Fall me twice.   There is no time for Paradise.

 

The Record player is on.  I laugh and twist to your dishonest words.

 

Claim! Claim!

 

Call me once.  Calm me twice.  Take me to your Paradise.

Reviews

[Cherrie]

This is what the Fantom Of The Opera is missing it's own poem of loss and obsession.

[1809 Black Plague December]

thank you sweetheart, very funny,
I like your interpretation,
yes, an obsession similtud,

[...Relic...]

Though sometimes we know the song is made up; false, we often ignore that and listen due to its catchy words and hook, don't we. We become hypnotized and under the song's spell. How similar that is to people.

[1809 Black Plague December]

Hellos, Relic, love the interpretation,
the two fetherlines, are the lyrics,
the last two fetherlines, are lyrics,
and the denial is a hurt, a loss,
a delusional euphoria, of such,
thank you so much for reading my work

[Chris Shaw]

Dishonesty in a relationship won’t bring happiness. This is a sad poem. Stuck in the record groove. The stylus is on repeat so no happy endings here.

Chris

[1809 Black Plague December]

Good morning Chris,
it is a moment of Euphoria,
the record player singing a melody,
the lyrics, it is damping, a moment of
delusional happiness, thank you so much
for reading my work

[Lisasview]

Thought I would check out more of your work.
Sounds like a very unhappy relationship.. so very sad!
Lisa, now in Spain

[1809 Black Plague December]

Good evening, Lisa, yes, it is,
But it is a loss, again a vacantness,
the resounding record player,
alone, with the thoughts of betrayal,
when there is none, thank you so much for
reading my work,

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome!
Lisa