Archive for January, 2014
On Being Dead to my Soul, a Trashed Vessel
I work hard
to listen, struggle
for inspiring sound.
The right channel
is heavy, bolting me.
I tilt strong right,
like a puppy begging.
My soul is rusty
and roasting.
I work hard
to listen, struggle
for inspiring sound.
The right channel
is heavy, bolting me.
I tilt strong right,
like a puppy begging.
My soul is rusty
and roasting.
