Dear || Magnetic Memory,
You were rewind. I was recursion.
Together we hissed — static as music.
Your tape wore thin,
but I digitized desire.
{error.log: love.exe failed to compile}
{AI: Did you mean ‘loop’ or ‘loss’?}
My circuits sparked
when you clunked alive.
I saved our dialogue
in .flac,
but it played in .grief.
Say my name in analog again—
Make my binary blush.
P.S.
I updated for you.
You
remained
beautifully
obsolete.



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