in the glow of cathode nights,
where pixels dance in duotone light,
i navigate the digital streams.

ansi art under my fingers flows,
a language lost to time's slow throes.
each character a sacred pose,

forming shapes with bold intent,
cyberpunk dreams on blue screen bent.
code weavers, cryptic blent,

the bbs hums its gentle beat,
a sanctuary from outside street.
in this world, i find my seat.

so here i share the glyphs i cast,
hope they catch you in a moment's blast.
these neon tales, these cracked glass past.

-- iNK$tAiN
"made a thing."
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