Kiss this undulated heart for it knows vibration
Vibration knowing from within.
Hug this unburied thought for it glows gratulation
Gratulation glowing from within
Caress this unsheltered face for it shows sensation
Sensation showing from within
Cure this uncovered soul for it sows liberation
Liberation sowing from within

Rush hour veins. Heaven or heathen?
Will the electric pulse ever find peace? Even for a moment
Ongoing trains. Bettered or beaten?
Will the kinetic swing ever be pleased. Where’s the atonement?
Computer chains. Tether or treason?
Will the genetic soul ever have ease? Even for a moment.

Your heart’s beating inside the hourglass
Orbiting your soul system it comes to pass
Begging for a new season to amass
Alas, white shadows still lasts–shrinking
But the earth is now drinking and the silver shifts to brass
Your heart’s still beating in the hourglass.

Photo: “Mies Couch”. Drawn by Plymayer. (January 2025)

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The heart that drinks the sinks filling a glass of stagnation.
With tongues so young joining the brass of sensation.
The fruits that roots themselves to tears,
those shall sow our cheers and thread on dead minds donation.
The side that hides behind heaven rings,
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The blanks in my mind cry for fire
Admire the craft of unlocked remorse
I see the crime, I see the prime, I see the seamless mind
Coming to unseperate the voiceless blind
The fire in my soul cry for solace
Desire the trap of unlocked remorse


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Photo: “SOSRadio Issue 8: A Solitary Waltz”. SOSRadio by sosradio. (September 2024)

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