collapsed
raze
there
are
two
shelves
that
keep
the
cobwebs
from
covering
my
record
collection
.
jazz
and
blues
belong
to
a
stand
made
of
steel
and
glass
.
i
bought
it
secondhand
from
a
woman
who
offered
to
carry
it
to
the
car
when
she
was
weeks
away
from
giving
birth
.
everything
else
sits
on
a
bank
of
wooden beams
meant
for
books
.
for
seventeen
years
those
outmatched planks painted
black
sagged
but
did
not
snap
.
tonight
was
the
night
they
finally
gave
out
.
everything
from
kate_bush
to
tom_verlaine
came
tumbling
down
in
alphabetical
order
.
my
classical
guitar
was
thrown
halfway
across
the
room
.
a
bull-necked lamp
lost
its
footing
and
tore
a
ten
-inch
gash
in
the
wall
.
most
of
the
music
seems
to
have
survived
,
though
one
album
is
shattered
into
shards
that
will
never
play
on
any
plinth
again
: warren zevon's "
bad
luck
streak
in
dancing
school
".
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...
epitome of incomprehensibility
(Oof,
that
sucks,
I'm
sorry
.
I
hope
it's
not
too
much
of
a
bother
to
put
things
back
in
order
.)
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...
raze
(
the
silver_lining
is
now
i
have
an
excuse
to
get
myself
a
shelf
that's
actually
strong
enough
to
withstand
the
weight
of
the
bulk
of
my
record
collection
.
which
is
what
i
really
should
have
done
in
the
first
place
.
i
do
feel
bad
for
poor
warren zevon,
though
, poetic
as
it
is
that
an
album
with
*
that
*
title
was
the
one
to
fall
to
pieces
.)
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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