Wailing on my tin plate guitar
I emitted reckless rebellion
In my smoke-filled basement
Embracing my punk influences
And playing slapdash power chords
Under cesspools of distortion
Finally...
I could express every emotion
In one sustained E chord
As it imploded into the future
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oubliette... a French word meaning 'to forget, ' right? Usually means a type of dungeon today. Cool word. Great poem.