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
— Zumwalt (2011)
Comments on: "The Sassoon Collection: v. Auto Tunes" (6)
OH! How I love this, how do you do it!! Bravo bravo it is just amazing!
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 🙂
I used to drive with my music blaring out loud… then I grew up. 🙂
Very nice piece.
willowdot21, Poetry and Icecream and Daydreamertoo,
Thanks much for reading and commenting!
Great feeling in this one – I’m there with you!
Very glad you liked this one. Thanks for looking at older posts and for reading and commenting on this one.