It is never about just the album,

the vinyl, the picture on the front

that greeted you, the small

detail of mass produced typed information

on the back that caught the serious addict

in mid stumble with their fingers…

…it is the wealth of memory

that each album represents,

you might instantly remember

or pause to reflect

who you were with that fateful day

when you spied something that caught your heart,

that made it pound faster, groan under the weight

of another lost love,