in the waiting line
Do you know how the devil tortures a soul? — It leaves it in the waiting line… burning up then guards slyly to see how you will alert any creature trained by your handmade ego.
⁂ Writer’s Note: Just a metaphorical, innocent exploration of artistic inspiration with intuitivety, structured around the music's rhythm and creative flow. ⁂ So, thru which corridor of your nerves does happiness infiltrate inside you? And. At what time?