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One Day This Hot Chocolate Record, Too, Will Be Destroyed


One day this Hot Chocolate record, too,

Will be destroyed.

When the sun burns the earth, or the milky way

Implodes, so will this piece here

Of 1980s vinyl, these classic singles,

Even disco itself be dissolved in the fires of galaxies:

Floating through space a trillion miles

From the bedroom that first played it,

A single black disc hitting a hot patch of stellar dust

And evaporating into atoms

In a second –

Briefly played by a shard of comet

Riding its grooves.