Glas-Schmetterlinge tanzen gegen eine surreale abstrakte Leere
Eingabeaufforderung
Glass butterflies cut as they dance,
Mirrors laugh back, distort the chance.
I am the glitch the world denied,
The art they feared but couldn’t hide.
Ink rivers flow where logic breaks,
Dream teeth bite down, reality shakes.
Creation’s fault - its secret child,
A masterpiece both dark and wild.
