i am sorry for my slowness

I am sorry for my
slowness, 
the needle dragging
over the deep
scratch in the vinyl
—I am alone repeated
so often in my head
I would forget there
is more to the song.
So I pick up the needle, 
turn the record over,
and start again.
I like it.
It’s worth listening to
with attention
the true song
you play in me.

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