colosseum from solstice by slinky

a world
a brutal world
of flowing, concrete expanse,
and suburban tiles laid upon open field,
a world of powerlines dangle, trapsed across voltage towers.
of azure, neptunian seas lingering above,
and fleets of tiny ships, scratch-marking upon blue canvas,
a lucid world,
a world of dreams,
of poems,
of emotions,
a world of feelings felt, of meaning
a world of cloudless skies,
of foggy beaches,
a world of lapsing highways
of empty, lifeless metro
of glass block windows,
a world forgotten,
just trickling in and out of memory,
of mere reflections of itself,
a world of glass pillars
of obelisks, emerging beneath,
a world of mystery,
of pure confusion,
a world so fickle, its barely remembered, as a faraway dream.
a world of monochrome,
of greys, and blues,
a world beautifully ugly,
of steel beams tethering slate towers,
of dense smoke, flowing in reverse
of harsh brutalism.
a world of revelations.
of recalling the world as it once was,
of recalling what should be,
of recalling what was promised.
a world dissipating, and crumbling before eyes,
a world of lonesome,
of solitude,
of belief,
of hope,
a world of simply waiting for change to happen,
a world of sonic, helpless cries,
and diamond stars, ringing the same tone eternally,
a world confined, infinitesimally dense,
a singularity of lapsing towers,
a cocoon of grief,
a colosseum

• Ambient
• experimental
• indie
• post-rock
• shoegaze
• Toronto