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The Sassoon Collection

v. Auto Tunes

I keep such music in my car
No din this side of death can quell;
Deep bass booming over tar,
And excess forged in death-metal hell.

My dreaming demons will not hear
The roar of guns that would destroy
My life that no gleeful gloom can fear
Proud-surging passages of painful joy.

To the world’s end I drove, and found
Death in his carnival of hidden stash;
But in this torrent I was drowned,
And music screeched above
the fiendishly beatific
headlight-lit
fiber-glass,
glittering, splintering,
metalliferous crash.

— Zumwalt (2011)

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Comments on: "The Sassoon Collection: v. Auto Tunes" (6)

  1. OH! How I love this, how do you do it!! Bravo bravo it is just amazing!

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  2. Wonderful imagery throughout! I like the language you’ve used to get the message across and the personification of death “To the world’s end I drove, and found Death in his carnival of hidden stash”. Well written 🙂

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  3. I used to drive with my music blaring out loud… then I grew up. 🙂
    Very nice piece.

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  4. willowdot21, Poetry and Icecream and Daydreamertoo,

    Thanks much for reading and commenting!

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  5. Great feeling in this one – I’m there with you!

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