Rewind

I see your smile looped on playback,

Playing back like ionic tape magnetic.

That smile charged with lyrics compact,

I rewind the tape, lyrics all proleptic.

Time has changed, two generations gone.

The disc got scratched, a beat got skipped.

I stream with streamers a newer song,

From the mouth of clouds we drink and sip.

Wendy’s feet — they were swipped away,

And the great disease, as fear emanates,

Changed what was important in a billon ways.

Like nuclear waste, emotions, still they radiate.

Its image faded — a floppy disc consumed,

In those clouds Wendy’s shadow looms,

With faces past and lovers found new,

I wish my word had still held true.

As ashes subside and the phoenix burns down,

I said forever, but it was a leap and bound.

Cremation leads to clay, now formed to hallowed ground,

Renewed I’m born, awake to nature’s sound.

Mixtape sessions, a cacophony is turned to light.

The grinder turns and bites at the wheel tight.

Done right by me, is still a thing done right.

In those pencil thin shavings, I regained my sound and sight.

Played back on rewind,

Like a thing in reverse,

I press pause this time,

I feel a breaking in the curse.