Simple-Man87

Nostalgia

My fingernails vibrate

As the dial reaches eleven

Taking me back to my parents basement

Scolded if it reached anything over seven

Relaxing every muscle, in 7th heaven.

Goosebumps rise as the bell tolls

Awakening every hair follicle

Maintaining a state of nostalgia

Excited within my body, is every molecule

Entering a feeling of bliss, where audio becomes optical.

Subtle pops prelude the song that follows

Anxiously waiting for music to appear

Watching the needle drag on the vinyl

To its hypnotic motion, I adhere

And for the next 29 minutes...

....I disappear.