12-26-2018, 10:11 AM
I suspect that all laboring poets have from time to time been borderline envious, if not a few steps beyond, at the ability of music to viscerally engage the listener on an immediate and personal level by whatever it possesses to do so.
Just a thought that popped into my mind reading this thread.
Just a thought that popped into my mind reading this thread.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."

