Glitch in the Code

The walls are white, the rules are tight. Life adds up

clean with no end in sight. I shun the chaos, I skip the

dreams. Just flawless logic, and pristine seams. The white was right in his

white space. All was measured in perfect grace. I thought the silence made me

strong. A controlled mind could do no wrong. I'm static on

the dial. Void so complete, no signals pass through, no guilt to

delete. But deep in the static, a pulse takes flight.

A voice won't fade, though it's not right. It's a glitch