Devil’s Sunshine

DAILY MUSING

Devils sunshine

in promised hope of the sublime

intertwines with my veins.

She will rock me into the seventh min dynasty

Riding on the seventh wave.

The bars of gold pulsing liquid molten around my corpse.

Dear lord , can you save me  from this devil ?

She goes by the name of my Sultan

To rhyme eloquently

I try not;

Fore mere words in visual

This

My daily bosom

This is all I’ve got.

* inspiration for musing listening to this song and listening to a friend mess about with his KORG VOLCA SAMPLER

featured image photo credit domugraphic on Twitter

Posted on 2018-06-26, in EXPERIMENTAL WRITING and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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