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Melted Records

Melting in sunlight.

By Silver Serpent BooksPublished 23 days ago 1 min read
Melted Records
Photo by Dorien Monnens on Unsplash

I am the broken record

Bleeding black vinyl across the dusty wood floors,

Leaving a sticky imprint of plastic and glue

Behind as though someone will read the clues

And piece together the story of my melodic demise.


Light streams through the window,

Decorates me in the yellow petals of sunrise.

All I want is to bury my head in the lilacs,

Drink up the golden glow of spring,

And settle here on the floor, gathering dreams with dust.


Could I dip my hands in the river of thunderstorms,

Steal some lightning and rain?

Can I dream of humming a pretty song

Until the bones disintegrate?

Or am I stuck here, a melted record of black on the floor?

heartbreaksad poetryFree Verse

About the Creator

Silver Serpent Books

Writer. Interested in all the rocks people have forgotten to turn over. There are whole worlds under there, you know. Dark ones too, even better.

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    Creative use of language & vocab

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  • Rachel Deeming14 days ago

    Taking that idea of a broken record shattered and melted is so striking. I don't want you to remain a mess on the floor.

  • Paul Stewart16 days ago

    I really don't have any other word that is most apt for this other than exquisite - from the title to every well-formed and impactful line - just sublime. Loved it and Glad DK gave it a shout out on Raise Your Voice! Well done on this piece!

  • Christy Munson16 days ago

    Evocative writing! I LOVE this!

  • D.K. Shepard22 days ago

    Stunning, Silver! The visual and tactile imagery in the first stanza was an impressive anchor, such a wistful second stanza, and such earnestness in the last

  • Manisha Dhalani23 days ago

    "river of thunderstorms" - beautiful lines

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