Mechanical Pulse – Haiku

Ecstasy’s call, in the machine we heed,
Living fast, where desires feed,
The world spins, a relentless speed,
Yet nothing’s real, no lasting creed,
Love, lust, loneliness intercede,
Take your share, let the rest recede,
In this chaos, life’s vibrant deed.


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