Shadows Play: Ephemeral Lights

In a world where mundane executives whisper to the moon
market trends dance like ephemeral shadows
against the backdrop of burnt-out stars.

Once upon a time in the office jungle
"Synergy" was the cryptic mantra
chanted by the light-sensitive
cat-like creatures known as "Managers."

The light bulb flickers—Ironic, yet sublime.
Projects go live at midnight, when nobody is awake,
like unnecessary epiphanies in a corporate sauna.

"Illuminate your Path"

Promises packaged in rape-your-savings holograms.
Future FX outside the boarding gates
all biding time in a digital metaphysics class.

Inquiring about rendered souls, troubleshooting demons
and downloading temporary satisfaction.
A coffee stain is the new pixelation
of a morning savior yet to arrive.

Diary of the Fading Whispering Shadows Abstract Insight