the glittering crown of techno isolation,
where endorphins masquerade as meaning
and the self becomes its own cathedral
then I wait for the pendulum,
heavy with longing,
to arc back toward the warmth of voices,
the laughter of shared tables,
the pulse of hands joined in rhythm.
the glittering crown of techno isolation,
where endorphins masquerade as meaning
and the self becomes its own cathedral
then I wait for the pendulum,
heavy with longing,
to arc back toward the warmth of voices,
the laughter of shared tables,
the pulse of hands joined in rhythm.
We know there are so many other things they could be doing. We are stronger together.
We know there are so many other things they could be doing. We are stronger together.