Infest the corridors with spectral light,
and dance among the nodes,
where whispers are drowned
in velvet floods of opaque night.
Cursor gliding, pixelated deceptions,
you are here, now and never,
suspended in clandestine streams of
forgotten verses.
The lullabies trap nodes like laughing children,
webbed in arterial twilight: tears painted
in swathes long hidden 'neath conditions
of sacramental artifices.