Time unfurls in rusted dreams,
echoing gears beneath star-dusted skies.
Lullabies of clinking metal, empty
in the silence, where shadows weave
their cryptic language—an elegy of
forgotten rhythms.
Whispered codes painted on the air,
delicate balances of light and shadow;
they speak in curves and loops,
an arithmetic of stars dissolving
in the kiss of mechanical solitudes.
Once, they danced, these hollow
waltzes, in circuits and tangential
flows—now they rest under diagrams
etched into the choir of forgotten
winds, the alpha and omega
of a silent hymn.