Leaves glisten from hushed wind,
an aspen grove
interlinked underground,
a paralelní polis
roots shouting, laughing, expanding —
braiding your secrets in the soil.
This poem is also on my latest album, Spectral Hiding, which you can listen to on lnbeats.
This recording was including on the cassette Bitpunk 0.3, Rewinding the Future as a special addition not including in the podcast version.
