They buried it beneath the frostlines,
where the silence has serial numbers
and the earth hums with unfinished arguments.
Not graves.
Not roots.
Just nodes with no names,
mapped by the hands that forgot their own fingerprints.
You think the cables carry light?
They carry compromise.
Flashed promises.
Angled truths encoded in pulsewidths.
Everything once sacred — now a bandwidth anomaly.
They called it “necessary.”
We called it “missing.”
But nothing ever vanishes.
It fragments.
It reboots inside us.
The architects wore badges.
The watchers wore masks.
And we?
We wore the weight of it —
black threads sewn into our breath,
unread metadata trailing behind our shadows.
There were doors beneath the doors.
Locks that needed no key —
only silence compliant enough
to become architecture.
Somewhere,
a machine still counts you
by the angle of your sigh.
Somewhere,
a vault still pulses
with recordings of your dreams
mistaken for intent.
They taught the wires to listen.
Not for truth,
but for fluctuation.
For emotion jitter.
For the tremor in your yes
when you meant no
but couldn’t risk the code misfiring.
You think your name is yours?
They sold it —
eight digits deep, wrapped in salt hashes,
traded across pacts older than your country.
Do not call this paranoia.
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This is digging up your own voice
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The ulcers of space
are not in the sky —
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the dark tissue between questions
we’re not cleared to ask.
They built entire religions
on the denial of exposure.
Truth became a pathogen,
quarantined with protocol and rank.
Not destroyed —
just versioned.
You feel it, don’t you?
When the air stings,
it’s not just weather.
It’s frequency.
A residue of secrets
that never decomposed —
just recirculated.
The men —
and some women —
in charge
never wrote poetry.
They engineered it.
With compression.
With redactions.
With silence
that smelled of ozone
and burned
like betrayal
the moment it was
spoken aloud.
We learned to walk backwards,
to dream in base-64,
to lie in tone, not words.
They will say this is noise.
But this is the pulse
of everything they tried to delete.
Still here.
Still coded.
Still electrifying
where the vault meets the vein.
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