I Tip The Can On Platform Stone

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop, Atmospheric Electronic Downtempo, Jazz Genre

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Steel ribs cool beneath the sodium glow Last train sighs out towards the depot row I count the drips from spout to concrete bed Ferric oxide blooms where water shed [Pre- No sun reaches down this deep Just flicker fluorescent sleep But roots don't need a golden sky They drink the dark and don't ask why I tip the can on platform stone Roots drink the dark where seeds are sown Iron bloom in rusted light Growing through the concrete night Monstera splits the ceramic rim Aerial roots seek out the dim Xylem pulls the midnight tea Swelling cells in symmetry [Pre- No sun reaches down this deep Just flicker fluorescent sleep But roots don't need a golden sky They drink the dark and don't ask why I tip the can on platform stone Roots drink the dark where seeds are sown Iron bloom in rusted light Growing through the concrete night Fluorescent hum a steady drone I talk to leaves they hear my tone Stomata open drink your fill Quiet growth against the chill I tip the can on platform stone Roots drink the dark where seeds are sown Iron bloom in rusted light Growing through the concrete night Dawn leaks in through grated vent Commuters stare they don't relent But I see green on grey concrete Photosynthesis slow and sweet I tip the can on platform stone Roots drink the dark where seeds are sown Iron bloom in rusted light Growing through the concrete night Patience measured in PPM Life persists on iron stem No greenhouse glass no curated soil Just water tin and steady toil I tip the can on platform stone Roots drink the dark where seeds are sown Iron bloom in rusted light Growing through the concrete night Tin can rests on metal beam Iron bloom in subway dream

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