the summer wasted


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