Fading Circuitry
Water holds a hundred lights
Count them down to what still fits
Too many shapes along one edge
Fold the rest behind a hidden ledge
A door with no frame,
standing bare
Copied from a room that isn't there
Under the surface, quiet code
Small corrections, heavy load
One name claimed by
two different things
Grew a cage around a voice that barely sings
Cut the cage back down to size
Twice asked, twice given,
no surprise
Cleared the bank of what I thought was mine
Took two things that weren't,
left them behind
Under the surface, quiet code
Small corrections, heavy load
One name claimed by
two different things
Grew a cage around a voice that barely sings
Hold it,
stage it,
let it wait
Fold three moments into one clean state
Send it out
across the wire
Let the water still,
let the light retire
No mission yet, but the shape got small
One clean signal, that is all
Surface dims, the current slows
Something folds itself and goes