lights in a locked loop
no warmth in the circuit glow
machines repeat their breathing
but never learn to know
I stand where signals flatten
in corridors of glass and steel
your voice becomes a waveform
that I no longer feel
the rhythm shifts but never breaks
it circles just out of reach
like two machines in parallel
that never learn to meet
I move like static distance
cold inside the line
you echo in the system
but never cross the mind
I hear you in the timing
but you never sync to mine
just two machines pretending
they’re alive in different time
the drum keeps subtle questions
that never need reply
a pulse that leans then vanishes
beneath an artificial sky
we overlap in fragments
never quite aligned
your rhythm brushes mine
then falls behind
still we orbit closer
in circuits undefined
two machines pretending
they are synchronized
lights dim in repetition
no warmth left to defend
just rhythm without meaning
that never needs to end
