I hadn’t walked this street in years
avoiding stray memories
so I armed myself
with brand new music.
Somehow, though
the right song hit the right notes
and when I turned left to look
it hit me right in the feels.
Fourteen years
and the source of…
…plenty of experiences
I can neither avoid
nor disavow.
Reaching the main road
in a gasp of air
I hurried on my way »
it’s a bit like that song:
“I would have thought that after all this time I could change / but now I find, I still feel so afraid at the chance of seeing you.”
I waxed as you waned
I didn’t yet have a grip
while yours was slipping.
I’ll never forget the final time
I just wish there’d been more. »
i returned
from the overseas trip
a new record waiting patiently
for that special first listen
but damn you
you unexpected earworm
from Scott 4, sending my mind
back, and further back,
to a summer in Apartment number 9
I hid from the world
mid-twenties confusion
too loud to bear
but just like always
a new album of old music
put all the love back in me »
a languid afternoon
rare winter sun
revisiting old photographs
balanced by the unease
of that last BoC album
keeping me from the blue
in-side
and out of harm’s way. »