The dance of pixels, a mosaic of noise,
Frowning echoes in the chamber of silence.
Whispered echoes, murmured sighs.

sssshhhhhhfffffffff
crackling sounds unraveling
the fabric of unspoken dreams.

Where do the lost notes go
when the symphony lies mute? A
cadence of sorrow swings
in the spectral light
of a frowning tune.