Spinning Back In Time

When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest. - Thoreau

i'll never forget sneaking into my older brother's room when he was out

rifling through his collection of music

stealthily making my selection

for my daily grind's parole and soul's protection

quickly returning to my own room

married to the melody with the rhythm the bride and me the groom

a transformative medium in my teen grip

electric twanging and pounded percussion

familiar uneven, wobbling, static crackle of grooved vinyl

hissing click of an eight track

tiny white-noise wheels of a cassette

'twas the hard rock eighties

something i and my ears shant ever forget

Author's Note

"Listen to music religiously, as if it were the last strain you might hear." - Thoreau