Thursday, January 23, 2025

MODULATION AT THE EDGE OF BREAK UP (A NAUGHTY GUITAR POEM)

 i could feel you reverberating my tremolo

almost univibe inside you

but that in phase would be overdriven and flanged

swallowed by your chorus

my distortion now compressed by your slapback

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