Suburban Glitch - Digital Dreamscape

Jul 17

In the quiet of suburban stillness,

Where perfection pretends to reign supreme,

Glitches bloom like unexpected flowers,

Disrupting the meticulously maintained dream.

Pixel-perfect lawns begin to fracture,

Digital seams splitting manicured green,

Mailboxes flicker between reality and code,

Nothing is quite what it seems.

Streetlights glitch - a strobe of electric memory,

Shadows pixelate, then reassemble,

The suburban landscape becomes a canvas

Where technology and reality tremble.

Windows reflect broken signals,

Suburban dreams encoded in static's embrace,

Algorithms dance through perfectly trimmed hedges,

Leaving traces of an alternate space.

Garage doors open - then close - then fragment,

Neighbors' silhouettes dissolve and reform,

The matrix of suburban comfort

Begins to warp beyond its norm.

Wireless signals leak through white picket fences,

Bits and bytes infiltrate pristine design,

Where once was order, now chaos whispers,

Crossing the boundary of digital and divine.

Satellite dishes catch fragments of forgotten transmissions,

Echoes of conversations never quite complete,

The suburbs become a glitching memory,

Where technology and landscape meet.

Perfection breaks - then rebuilds - then shatters,

Each moment a digital heartbeat's song,

In this landscape of technological wonder,

Nothing stays stable for too long.

-Mitchell Royel

Mitchell Abbott

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