DJ Time

Thank you, @_oliverkoletzki, for a night of epic grooves!

Echoes of a Former Age,
the kind from which the Present’s made
Time has slipped between their blades;
won’t be shortened, sliced, or tamed,

Never gonna be the same
moment.
Never been another we could choose.
It never changes
yet it always moves,
watching there as Time carves out her grooves.
A glacial crush; she polish smooth.

Watch her spin tectonic plates.
Mountains crumble, valleys ache.
The coast, an edge spelled E DJ;
never gonna have to pay,
listen to that music play.

Watch divinyl lines unspool.
The needle skips and ages cool.
What’s it all for?
No -
Whom.