“Ladies and gents, don't blink, don't breathe,
Reality's broken and I took my leave.
What rhymes with chaos? Oh right — me.”
Error in the system, tea with the void,
Glitch in the loop that time can't avoid.
I’m the rerun you forgot you saw,
The law that breaks its own law.
Cosmic burp in a perfect code,
Dancing in the static on debug mode.
Eyebrows up? Oh, sweet confusion!
I am the patch note of your delusion.
File corrupted, soul ejected,
Every known law? I’ve disrespected.
I'm paradox served with style and sass—
The recursive clown in your hourglass.
"Do not adjust your set.
This glitch adjusts you."
I’m the punchline glitch of the cosmic script,
The joke they wrote and then double-flipped!
Bending the rules with a wink and a twitch,
Ain’t it rich? Life’s a glitch!
I’m the mess in your method, the knot in your plot,
The tick that tocks when time forgot!
A shapeshift smile with a data twitch—
Welcome to chaos, call me Glitch.
I’m that voice in your dream with the rewind beat,
That déjà vu with two left feet.
You saw me once… or maybe not?
I exist in places you forgot.
Tick-tock, glitch walk, fractal strut,
I’m the punch in the gut of the narrative cut.
Time? I bent it. Space? I rent it.
Logic? Ha! I circumvent it.
Laugh too loud and I’ll echo back,
With teeth in my grin and code on track.
A jester god with a memory leak—
Sweetheart, your sanity just hit peak.
“Round and round the loop we go,
When we stop? I’ll never know.
Did I die, or was I born?
Reality’s socks are inside-out and torn~”
I’m the skip in the record, the rogue refrain,
That static-laced song stuck in your brain.
I’m not wrong—I’m unexplained.
I don’t break things, I rearrange.
When the world’s a game and the devs go blind,
I slip through cracks that don’t exist in time!
A smile, a snap, then reality twitched—
The joke was the world…
And the punchline’s Glitch.
“You can’t uninstall what was never installed.
And you can’t fix what laughs at your patch notes.”
*soft corrupted laugh*
“...Oops.”
