Stratosphere 07. 10. 12
Strat of heaven
Pulsing in your ear
When you throw a seven
Just for a moment
Leave your soul for a while
Let the Music be the omen
Let yourself a smile
Of bitterness or joy?
Strat of red
A means or just a toy
In hands of saint or mad?
Strat of mahogany body solid
Come sing a lament
Of passion or stolid?
With all your feelings to foment
With life to comprehend
All alone with a strat
You only need a start stat
To live a life of no regret
Strat 'o sphere and sunset
Solid. Mahogany. Red.
P.S.: Dedicated to S. Tabachnickov&nobody.one, inspired by them as well, though there is no inspiration but labor they say. Red Strat.
7 октября 2012 в 1:28
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