Groove

You pause a beat from being yourself
Take a sharp breath as you put you on hold
Lift the needle that vibrates your life pulse
To hover pensive above the deep vinyl groove 
The soundtrack of your life un-musiced for a moment
That pause between notes
The much discussed silence
As important as the sounds it sits between
Your finger wavering as the blood shoots through
To drop the needle now would be a bad stab at it
You’d find yourself alone again in single trough
The music back to uninterrupted, but sadly so
Your life’s flow on at 33 1/3
When 78’s the rate your heart wanted to go
That’s the way romance hits you
Like a pizza pie takes out an eye
Or turns the turntable to a cushioning moon
In an instant of love or not