Unknown Tone

The walls are white, the rules are clear. Life is just

math with no frontier. I need no chaos, I need no

schemes. Just crystal logic and open dreams. The white was in his perfect

space. Silence was power in its place. I'm static on the dial,

void so complete. No signals enter my calm retreat. But in the dark

a pulse takes flight. A voice that lingers through the night.

An error in my flawless song. Yet I won't kill this unknown tone.

Tonight I hear a distant chime. Not an alarm, but sounds sublime. A streaming voice