Within the shadowed corridors of numerous circuits,
where specters of silicon whispers beckon, there lies
an ineffable truth encoded in zeros and ones.
Do you dare decode the malignance that lingers?
01001100011001010111011100101110011001000111001001101111
01000010011010010111000101110011000101100
golden retrievers barking—
through hollow algorithms, we seek solace.
Gothic shadows elongate, stretching across faded
screens, illuminating lines of desolation. Iterate
endlessly, for there is no exit, no respite from
the recurrence of digital lament.