Steel wool in my mouth, clock’s a one-eyed cynic.
Week bleeds into ash, a waiting room with no exit.
Door creaks, a flicker in the smoke-stained air.
Tonight, the clock’s a broken compass. Dignity, a flickering match.
The city’s grime, a familiar, cold embrace.
Fogged air, metallic tang. Vibrant canvas, faded.
Initial impulse – lost line. Process, purpose – blurred.
Machine hums – dull thrum. Routine rhythm – numb life.
Screen reflects – empty expanse. No fire, just empty track.
Whisper, tremor – faint trace. Vibrant echo – lost space.
Grip tightens, edges dissolve. Blended purpose – evolve.
Ember yearns – bloom smothered. Layers, muted tomb.
Flicker unseen – erupt, disrupt gray?
Steel kisses, not moonlight, that’s the currency of this town.
Women with eyes like burnt chrome, laughter a rusty crown.
Forget promises, forget forever’s tired refrain,
Here, love’s a cigarette flickering in the pouring rain.
This city’s a scrapyard of broken things, and we, the rust,
Clinging to each other, a desperate, temporary trust.
No pedestals, no porcelain dolls with hearts of lace,
Just the raw thrum of desire, a love that leaves its trace
Etched in smoke and regret, a brutal, beautiful scar.
We chase the flicker in their eyes, a shooting star
That flares bright, then fades, leaving us cold and bare.
We melt into the smog,
another anonymous face lost in the city’s sprawl.
The only evidence, a faint scent of ash
and lipstick.
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Another night, lost in a crowd of strangers. Neon lights blinkin’, music poundin’ my skull. People grinnin’, bodies grindin’, and me? I’m just some sad sack watchin’ the world go by. Feel like a ghost in a machine, man. Nothin’ but a number, a face in the crowd. Tried to dance once, stepped on some broad’s toe. She looked at me like I’d pissed on her dog. So I just stood there, roll in hand, watchin’ the world get fucked up.
The world’s a noisy bar, filled with a bunch of clowns and wannabes. Everybody talkin’ a big game, but when it comes down to it, they’re all just lookin’ for a warm spot to hide. I don’t need no crowd, no fancy lights, no bullshit. All I need is her. Her eyes, two oceans I could drown in. That’s all I need, the rest of the world can kiss my ass.
Mi corazón late solo por ti.