This is not a haiku, Though at first you may think it is. The poet enjoys your confusion.

Composing these lines-- Electrical pulses fire. Creativity!

five seven five

RPM Challenge: Twenty eight (nine) days to record Your next masterpiece!

Instrumental

A handmade go cart, Childhood prideful possession. No one to push me.

Derps march past my room; Ev'ry night they haunt my dreams, Dim fears seeming true.

Not much to say about this one, just a song.

I put locking tuners and flat wound chrome strings on my 17 edo axe. Oh and I quieted the hum quite a bit. There will be more coming. Been a busy week - I think this is the first music I've made all week. I'm outta practice. A whirl with the whammy…