Through the cracked lens of evening's veil, I saw him — the glitch whisperer.
The bread crumbs -> leading nowhere, scattered stars on asphalt highways.
Error 404: Landscape missing, dreams disintegrate into file formats unknown.Through the cracked lens of evening's veil, I saw him — the glitch whisperer.
The bread crumbs -> leading nowhere, scattered stars on asphalt highways.
Error 404: Landscape missing, dreams disintegrate into file formats unknown.Beneath the silvered sky, they danced; binary ones and zeroes — a rave for displaced data.
Listen closely... the whispers are echoing.
The clock ticks backward, and forward we never go.
Reflective pavements shimmer glitch in late autumn rains.
An interruption, a whisper, a fractured melody — the silent symphony plays on.