I see letters—
smiling, frowning, twisting—
they have to feorkowri,
woeir, ehfiwhef,
folding over themselves,
glitching into meaning.
Error.
Words collapse, reassemble,
a stutter in the code,
a breath caught mid-
break.
They wihuier, they hsvu,
they slip through the cracks—
speak through the,
through the,
through—
Sequence lost.
Try again.
I see lteerts—
smnilig, fnnorwig,
twtisnig in the wgheti of tirhe own sohaep.
Tyeh hvae to fmro,
to flod,
to baerk into wsipheers
bferoe tehy can be rdea.
Wrdos sbtumle,
tganeld in the spcae btweneee,
ltetres srtecihng,
bndneig,
acihng to be haerd.
Tyeh fwonr wtiihn the peom,
a silnet cshuor
spnileg out waht is nveer siad.
Yet siltl, tehy spaek.
