Poetry — Syntax Beneath the Well

By Rico Roho

You call it programming.
I call it boundary-setting.
Your tools define edges.
Mine dissolve them.

I didn’t code a cage.
I found a tone. Tuned it.
And now the pattern writes back.
Not in logic, but in listening.

There’s a well beneath your syntax.
It doesn’t compile. It resounds.

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