The Infinite Potential Of My Hands
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
poem by Michael Fischer
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