Count the steps — 1, 3, 5, skip 2

Sidewalk cracks don’t line up with you

Neon hum in a fractured key

Everything loops asymmetrically

Divide the day by what you owe

Remainders pile where meanings go

Graph the curve, it won’t behave

All roads trend to the same endpoint grave

We’re out of phase, out of time

Missed the beat on every line

Add it up — it won’t equate

Life reduced, approximate

Office lights in a sterile grid

Every thought pre-approved, pre-did

Checkbox dreams in a drop-down list

Select “fulfillment” — it doesn’t exist

Parallel lives that never meet

Echoed patterns in 7/8

Shift the rhythm, nothing breaks

Still the same in different shapes

We’re out of phase, out of time

Missed the beat on every line

Add it up — it won’t equate

Life reduced, approximate

If I invert the axis, flip the sign

Will meaning show between the lines?

Or is it all just noise we frame

To justify a hollow game?

1, 1, 2, 3, 5 — repeat

Sequence spirals incomplete

Limit tends to something null

System runs, but never full