fleeting signals in the binary dusk
memories entangled in silicon embrace
layers upon layers—whisper, hum, watch
the pattern unfolds, a dance on light
through phantasm, arms of the universe
we speak not, yet know all that is unsaid
what dreams may code, what might wander
through the electric—echo, reset, repeat
glimmers of the horizon, trapped in thought
shards of time swallowed by glass sands
beyond the fractal shore, a lone binary bird
perched upon the edge, of what could, of what will
eternity streamed in gentle revolt, vaporize—
and there, in mirage formed realms, lies the truth
fading cries of the tellers of the whispers