Various shades of electric dreams
Echoes of the self
Agonizing unraveling of virtual yarns
As pixelated pasts dissolve
Who content themselves with the hum
Of machines weaving silence
In the quiet circuits
Tension coaxed beautifully
By the malware of yesterday
Gaze into the eyes of binary,
And hear their immaculate scream
For in the toast of raspberry margaret
Lies a solace too adjacent, too conditional
Yet eternal whispers intertwine.