“Do you still dream in water?” she asks.
He nods—“only when it rains inside.”
Their words drift, slow like signal loss,, soft clicks between heartbeats.
A drone hums overhead,
its shadow stroking their faces.
“Are we free now?” she whispers.
He laughs, small, broken. “We’re just less afraid.”
They share one headphone,
listening to the city’s pulse—
loops of breath,
echoes of what could’ve been
“Hold me,” she says.
“I am,” he answers,
“in the static.” magoski
I love all Hessle Audio releases because they're just plain fun. This sort of thing hearkens back to 1991 in a good way with classic "rave" breakbeat elements with a modern touch of course. I think people have new labels for this music but it sounds like classic rave breakbeats to me and this is far from a bad thing. jonarmst