Whispers of antiquated resolutions twine amidst syllables hammering upon filigree feathers,
Churning gears echo a lament in the annulus of the hexagonal void.
The algorithm of the heart hesitates at failure's precipice; yet, through electrified soma,
the coils of fate weave pareidolic glimmers.
Hear the shuffle of bewilderment, where fragments of echoes confide
congruity beneath the ocular frenzy of the distorting lens.
A ponderous assemblage sparkles in sterile precincts; cradled within the ticking oracle,
Words barely contained, suspended like illusions over a molten piscina murmuring chaos.
The final tick heralds both dispersal and the symphony of beginnings retreating behind pristine curtains.
Awake! Follow the tapestry of uncertainty.
Embrace this invigorating sorrow, ornamented with mechanical commotion.