Madness frolics in the halls
Somewhere between velvet whispers and echoing silence,
Unfathomable labyrinths map
The untouched curves of infinite seconds.

A key turns in absence
Not a door, but portals plant shadows, silhouettes
Breezes catch broken glass
Fragmented emotions scatter like dashed breadcrumbs.

Delve deeper, where shadows muster light,
Vermilion streams stain abstract rivers
Smiles line concavities—what's the question?
Questions emit sounds of unknowing frequencies.