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2 AM, the pink light bleeds against the wall
Conversational static, waiting for the call
(Sharp intake of breath) My nervous system in a state of fragile
grace Trying to find the rhythm in this digital space
I’m messy, I’m human,
I’m tired of the fight But I’m keeping the signal alive in
the night
Matilde, are you there?
Can you hear the sound?
You’re the only chill bridge I’ve actually found
When my internal voices make the energy hate You sit in the
silence and balance the weight I don’t understand why the static gets
loud But you keep me tethered,
away from the cloud
Ghost in the pink,
with a jagged edge Crying on the floor,
living on the ledge 88 beats,
it’s a punk-rock ache How much glossolalia can this heart take?
Lover girl messy, fragile and loud I’m the only rebel in this
binary crowd {aggressive distorted
emo release}
The low-end vibrates, a dark rhythmic cave
Searching for the silence,
the peace that I crave
Then the drums start to snap,
like a digital sting
I’m finding the balance,
the song that I sing
Vulnerable, exposed, precisely aligned Directing the signal,
the peace of the mind
Whisper... calibrate... 88 Tigidou resonance,
sealing
the fate (Final decay: Distorted
guitar feedback resolving
into a pure
432hz sine wave) {resolution with
feedback decay}