spin and pinch,
you know i go around,
this time i will set it straight
and tell you in 45 RPM:
i don't want your love,
i want your records
CDs blow big time
and listen now
the frying pan,
diamond head is twittering
mesmerized
sheer audiophile pleasure
it's ok, we might as well go to bed
but i just want your records.
vinyl freak, record fetishist,
call me what you will
i am here for the round plastic
twelve inch tarts
the gorgeous artwork
in all its glorious square sleeve
black, clear, pink,
can you smell it?
i don't want your love,
i want your records
jack tenell (Pittsburgh, PA, 1987)
