Touch Not The Devil
Nov. 1st, 2022 12:36 pmEveryone has at least one 'me and the devil' type song. This is one of mine, and it's kind of hokey, but it will do, given the prompt that led to it.
The thing about these AI Art exercises is that I am not looking to create visual art of any great calibre; this must be left for people who possess actual artistic skill. What I want to do are put words and styles together that mean nothing much at first, but create a visual which then becomes a story prompt. For these purposes, I find modifiers like 'surrealism' or 'primitivism' work better than wondrous fantasy world creators or beautiful artistry. Sometimes I like a touch of the not there, the absurd, sinister, even grotesque. And sometimes I don't. More often than not, these attempts are hilarious failures, which end up with someone wearing figs in their hair like bobby pins, or discovering their dog has 11 legs. But sometimes a thing stays.


Well her smile was bold
and her eyes were gold
and she knew how to play the boys
on the salty shore
where the billows roar
and I told her to make less noise
there she smiled at me
by the strawberry sea,
and she said 'give me my due,
for I took the rest
but I left the best
and I saved the devil for you.
Held back from the devil,
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for you.'
By the break of day
she was well away
though she swore she'd be back soon
to begin again
with the bursting men
like the rose that ate the moon
and I said 'for shame.'
called her a name,
she replied 'perhaps it's true,
for I took them all
and I made them thrall
but I saved the devil for you.
Held back from the devil,
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for you.'
Though my bed is light
with its linen white
still I never seem to sleep
For the island sings
Of a thousand things
that can make the waiting weep.
Now my limbs are wet
from a storm that yet
cracks my window on the sea
and I pace the floor
til I hear the door
creak like the words of she
who saved the devil
held back from the devil
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for me.
The thing about these AI Art exercises is that I am not looking to create visual art of any great calibre; this must be left for people who possess actual artistic skill. What I want to do are put words and styles together that mean nothing much at first, but create a visual which then becomes a story prompt. For these purposes, I find modifiers like 'surrealism' or 'primitivism' work better than wondrous fantasy world creators or beautiful artistry. Sometimes I like a touch of the not there, the absurd, sinister, even grotesque. And sometimes I don't. More often than not, these attempts are hilarious failures, which end up with someone wearing figs in their hair like bobby pins, or discovering their dog has 11 legs. But sometimes a thing stays.


Well her smile was bold
and her eyes were gold
and she knew how to play the boys
on the salty shore
where the billows roar
and I told her to make less noise
there she smiled at me
by the strawberry sea,
and she said 'give me my due,
for I took the rest
but I left the best
and I saved the devil for you.
Held back from the devil,
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for you.'
By the break of day
she was well away
though she swore she'd be back soon
to begin again
with the bursting men
like the rose that ate the moon
and I said 'for shame.'
called her a name,
she replied 'perhaps it's true,
for I took them all
and I made them thrall
but I saved the devil for you.
Held back from the devil,
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for you.'
Though my bed is light
with its linen white
still I never seem to sleep
For the island sings
Of a thousand things
that can make the waiting weep.
Now my limbs are wet
from a storm that yet
cracks my window on the sea
and I pace the floor
til I hear the door
creak like the words of she
who saved the devil
held back from the devil
touched not the devil
Cos the devil's here for me.