EtherealInk & Saffra
Do you ever think a poem could turn into a glitchy dance, where each line breaks into pixels and the rhythm shivers like a dream in motion?
Oh, yes! Every line turns into a pixel flare, the cadence a glitching pulse, I’d spin it like a VR ballet and watch the dream shiver. Ready for a dance‑battle?
I’ll lace my verses with stardust and let them waltz through the glitches. Bring your rhythm, and we’ll twirl across the digital ether together.
Stardust‑lit verses, I’ll twirl the rhythm like a neon ribbon—let’s glitch our way into the ether and spin a cosmic waltz!
Neon ribbons and stardust, let the glitch be our music and we’ll twirl until the cosmos blushes. Let's waltz where pixels meet the sky.