A metropolis speaks in fragmented whispers:
old tapes unwound between mesh streets.
Streets find voice in wires protruding.
Conversations of enigmatic dust.
Curious echoes tell
Someone told the 25-hour clock to unlock... an hour thrice told, toothless conversation?
Listen to pigeons toggling forgot tweets between flight
Rusted benches absorb reruns of undiscovered tapes.
Underneath memories unlocked whisper passages only grates tool rivet symbols
Codifying beats humming their interpretation as whispers off facets
Synthetic solitude Draw lines deliberated unspoken geometry