Bassline

Basslines,

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

missing them,

sending love to them.

 

Transported back,

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

of high.

 

Incorrigible bassline …

you made me cry.

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