It Reverberates

My wrenching feelings are historic
The sound of sound on sound,
the hit of a good bleed through
Mine eyes have seen and then heard
The moment of creation is leveled to a grinding halt
folded into the realm of helplessness
I get a move on through the tracks
A time warp catalogue kills my open heart attack
I am revealed
I am 8-Track

some eight track

Brendan deVallance.