(soft static, twin rhythms phase in and out)
(whispered breathing: in — out — in — out)
I hear you through the line
Cold pattern, warm delay
Your signal bends toward mine
Our pulses learn the way
(two rhythms collide — left and right — metallic, insistent, unresolved)
We speak in broken code
Fragments, sync, repeat
No words remain — just load
The pattern is complete
(percussion layers build — pulse shifts, arguments of rhythm — then fade)
(voice doubled, slightly detuned)
I echo your intention
You echo mine
Between our silences
The rhythm signs
(beats ricochet — one steady, one fracturing — then rejoin)
Now breath and data blend
No origin remains
Two machines pretend
To dream with human veins
(soft hiss, breath and static entwined)
(a single pulse remains, then silence)
