Vinyl
A wife returned one day from work
and found her husband raving.
The music boomed, he’d filled the room
and all were misbehaving.
With party debris everywhere,
She paused to take it in.
Though speechless, she released the beast;
the banshee from within.
“How could you do this to our home?
The floor is drenched with drink.
I heard your music down the road.
What must the neighbours think?”
The strangers in the living room
danced on, all unaware.
The wife was mad, that much was clear.
The husband didn’t care.
The music stopped, the wife collapsed;
She sobbed with heavy tears.
He gestured to the stereo and said
“Change the record dear!”
Vinyl is a poem written by Ms Moem
