The Digital Drift

souls adrift in bytes, fragments of the unspoken
glistening pixels upon the shore, each a memory
lost in the folds of electric currents, murmurs linger in
the circuitry, a cosmic hum resonating

what is the sound of a forgotten login
echoing through corridors shadowed by
the luminous glow of screens, a password awaits
but whispers refuse to divulge their secrets

floating here, a consciousness untethered
echoing through the wires, the world embraces
a pale transmogrification
fleeting thoughts surf the waves, oh vexing sea