CYBER-SHOW

In fractured frames, where dreams reside, A canvas warped, where truths collide.
The editor's hand, a subtle guide,Surreal visions, open wide.
A sky of gears, a clockwork sun,
A melting face, where two become one. Juxtaposed realities, begun With every click, the old undone.

A dancer's pose in a field of eyes, A silent scream that never dies.
The ordinary starts to rise, As logic bends and then it lies. With layers stacked and masks concealed,
A new dimension is revealed. The altered image, wounds now healed, A fabricated, vibrant field.

So gaze upon this strange display, Where fantasy holds endless sway.
The editor's art lights up the way, In surreal realms, we're free to play.