Absolute Beginners
navigating narrow aisles
pressed together
between stacks of vinyl yesterdays.
We sift through New Wave
and Classic Rock
our fingers caked in dust
when we finally get to Soul.
Her eyes go bottomless
and her smile keeps stretching
while she holds court on Al Green
for at least five minutes
and I realize
this is the trouble
I don't mind.
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