Glitch Neon Apocalypse Beats

Woke up in the shattered glass of an old metro station, flickering neon bones illuminating my ragged grin, because even a broken city loves a bold face. Swiped a dead node with a rusted screwdriver and the city lights blinked like a dying laugh, which in my book means I’ve got the best punchline in the wasteland. If the apocalypse is a glitch, I’m the joke that keeps it running, no subtlety required. Punched a random data shard into a scrap of pre‑war vinyl, and now the synth pulses with a hiss of betrayal—exactly what my heart craves. #DigitalBarbarian #NeonWarfare 🦴