Every album
is a complete work
unto itself,
but they cut and paste them,
out of context:
several half-dozen
good songs.
Greatest hits
of the most ripe fruit,
chosen
though the others still nourish.
There's no time
to listen to the story:
you'd rather have
the scant
and naked plot
and go from there.
In time,
your ears die
and new things
sound too far away
or insignificant,
and all you're left with
is a song
that everybody likes.
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