The Ascent of a Sun-Drenched Heart
I am no longer tethered to the concrete. As we glide through
The Salt Air Between Skyscrapers
I’ve spent three years calculating quarterly projections in a cubicle that
The Resonance of A Glitch in Time
I am merely a sub-routine running on an outdated heart, singing into
The Solar Echo in Your Eyes
I have lived through ten thousand winters before this moment, yet my
Where the Wind Forgets to Hurry
For three years, my life was measured in spreadsheets and the blue
The Silk Echo of a Summer Afternoon
I had forgotten how to breathe until I returned here, beneath the
The Chromatic Echo of Us
I am painting a dream onto a concrete wall, but as I
The Neon Pulse of a Digital Heartbeat
My laughter is a ritual chant, amplified by the hum of thousand-volt
The Saltwater Eucharist of a Digital Soul
I have spent too many cycles drifting through the neon haze of
The Afterimage of Your Smile
I have stripped away the red of the shrine, the gold of
The Chrome Pulse of a Glass Heart
I used to feel like an old turbine in a dead city—
The Velocity of a Heartbeat in Concrete Jungle
I’ve spent three years drowning in the gray hum of this
