Your formatting and words are absolutely incredible.

I love how the lines seem to make a waveform of sorts like the poem itself is the " cities' last broadcast", the chaotic noise of static reflecting the universal order—there's a discordious rhythm to it that is irresistible and hypnotizing—indeed, "Antithesis as an art-form." And then the poem ends in three lines single words, formatted the same, like the last death throws of art itself, dying into a flatline into infinity.

Really incredibly work Hive account@carmalain7, I'm absolutely staggered.