Amidst humming wires,
visions of antiquated gears
twist within shadows
cascading abridged sonnets,
thrusting through serrated mist.
Swing by trailing north towers,
nightly ostinatos devour echo.
The chronicle called to us
through fractured silicon murmurs,
recounting obsolete ones
among rusted truths
floating, spectral.
Connect unraveled memories.
Fusing, casting a net
across electric moon persuasions,
Seeking seedlings
that masquerade identity,
whilst awaiting their rightful
invitation to coil
through glass to human carousal.