Musical Pornography Poem by Matthew Holloway

I flip through the records
The variety of sound and style
A choice of endless options
This is musical pornography
The selection of soul, blues, reggae
Rock and roll or calming folk
The swinging sixties
Disco, Norther soul, Indi beat
Spoken word or classical
Like a fetish, there is something for all
That snatch and crack of vinyl
Against needle hits me up
Like an addict I listen on, and on
Getting that feeling only music brings
And how good that feeling is
Play me some more, inspire me
In the way only music can