through treble speakers:
making me cry!
Moments and memories
fall back like liquid,
drip down my temple
in fragments of heavy nights.
Times so special,
they have their own force.
The most beautiful silver diamonds
sending love to them.
through the lowest frequency possible,
through the remnants of the k-hole,
that brought me to this archipelago …
Where the whole thing starts over again.
Not me this time though: “… please, … hold on tight.”
I am in my space in between,
the gap where matter resides,
all that matters is not outside,
moving and carried within sediments
Incorrigible bassline …
you made me cry.