In Reply to: That's right. There are no pockets in your coffin. posted by sser2 on May 2, 2007 at 13:21:17:
Some .... an inked rubber stamp. Others small stick on postal labels, showing an old address with a low/early/primitive zip code. Others fine caligraphic scrawls, and yet others a wide plastered swath of tape with large crude magic marker lettering.But they all share pride of ownership, from days gone buy. I can feel the love of the music contained therein, by the previous keeper of the grooves. Holding in my hands, something once treasured by another. Once held dear in their heart.
No longer of this earth. But somehow their fingerprints still contain the energy to give me an extra smile, whence I place it atop my platter and give it a spin. In its new home .....
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- I always like the different styles of demarcation. - Elmo 05:22:24 05/03/07 (0)