Cracks in the glass of the moon Pulse like a breathing machine Static birds hover in bloom Singing in monochrome green Flicker of hands through the veil Names that dissolve in the steam I swallowed a fragment of sky Now I speak in machine Midnight blue Color of a vanished scream Riding through A mirror of the in-between No more time No more name to recognize Tell me where the silence goes When it forgets to lie Wolves in the stairwell prowl low Typing the thoughts we discard Dreams with a century’s glow Fold into binary scars "You were here. Or something like you. A flicker. A loop. A thought misfiled. I almost remembered. Then the room changed shape." Midnight blue Color of a vanished scream Riding through A mirror of the in-between No more time No more name to recognize Tell me where the silence goes When it forgets to lie
