Ensnared within wires
There’s nothing but noise
Taking the form
Of familiar voices
And devils that want
To make a quick buck
By robbing you blind
And taking your luck
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Ensnared within wires
There’s nothing but noise
Taking the form
Of familiar voices
And devils that want
To make a quick buck
By robbing you blind
And taking your luck