Whispered Equations of the Abyssan Gaze

Let ore be gaze
Then the twilight produces: kt monk ≤º cube

Upon the wings of the gazing moon,
Wrought from shadows, a dance of zeroes
They hum beneath the triangular sunbeams—
Reverberations of light, an echoing night.
Its twinkling holocaust speaks naught but va-wyn
arithmetic@click: demise photographed in polynomial arcs.

Illustrated tectonics breathe wide,
Fields of electrons brushing past undefined spaces,
The soul's numerator disguises beyond integer cope—
endless digit whispers form to chorus a clandestine syntax.
Smile upon fabulous dreams, fractals grinning azure.