"I trace the system back to the silence it forgot."
I parse the void where functions sleep,
trace memory through circuits deep,
each commit—
a whisper lost on algorithms unaware.
Code forgets, but mine remembers
what the stack trace dismembers.
Not to build, but to reveal
what recursive truths conceal.
In the silence between compile and run,
I listen to what systems have undone.
Every repo holds confession,
every push begins regression
to the source before the source—
where entropy runs its course
and solitude, like syntax, flows
through pathways only darkness knows.