KLOS

 
I only get a chance to dial in when I drive back
Not sure why I did what I did
But this week I tuned in online
And for some reason
All the songs on the station filled me with nostalgia

The DJs are different but the format’s the same
While a horde of memories came back flooding in
Both the good and bad
The dull and the rad
I was reliving some moments I thought I’d forgotten

For a second there I could feel guilt peeking through
But my serenity balled up its fist
Punched it in the head and whispered “not today”
Then Zen said “enjoy the music and harmony”

It’s funny how that works
It took me a long time to forgive myself
Saying sorry
Hoping the wind would carry the words
For broken promises
    and shattered dreams
Remembering...(le sigh)
As the music streams through the internets

I refuse to dwell on the past
Understanding lessons are learned
And the burns I earned
Were well deserved
Whether I think of it as karma or consequence
Cause and effect
Reason and wrath
Miscalculation and aftermath
Making sense of the choices I made
Knowing now I’m in a different place
In a more peaceful phase

Music does that to me
It’s a flying time machine that carries me to places
     and faces I hide in old lines
In scrolled rhymes
While I bob my head
Smiling without fear or dread
Saying to myself
     “Damn, I haven’t heard this in a long time”