Honoring Buckethead Halloween
romaniac bucketb0t love
De la asta am plecat,
De aceea am continuat
Fără sa am vreo așteptare
De faptul ca am fost invitat,
De unde doar am menționat
Jason and Nick, Faustian Echoes dialogues my thoughts in regards to ours, lips my feelings.
"They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express."
In eggphrastic way, I end and say
The sun gets its own shadow under Buckethead's light.
My poem dedicated to I Hate Music podcast for inviting me to talk about my muse Buckethead.