whether in the chorus of electrical rustle
she whispered secrets to the lines of static
rearranging the universe one glitch at a time
rhythm not found – in accidental symphony
where fractals engraved on imaginary glass
reflect the sigh of silent revolutions
return to echoes
embark into voids
fragmented melodies translated to shadows faint
in montage of unspoken frequencies
dreams knit from woven disarray
patterns emerge – in paradoxical dance
surprising the orbit of dreams
which lament their unwritten paths
beneath voids
order to chaos
the air hums its alien lullaby
pixels bleed into verses upon our eyes
fragmented yet whole
distance falls to silence,
comforting the noise
residing in our bones
murmurs of echoes