“THE MAN WHO MISTOOK HIS RECORD COLLECTION FOR A LIFE” 24 Sept 95

I’ve got too many records
It’s where I hide
when the world gets me down
an absence of a life
but its mine. All mine.

they bore with their silver discs
plastic boxes. paper booklets.
the void is consumed with CD’s
how people full their time
with version of a life

I am the man
who mistook his record collection for a life

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