The Monolith's Chime

As mountain shadows start to sway.
A signal lost in cosmic seas,
Rustling through the iron trees.
The circuit groans, the wires hum,
Until the senses all go numb.
Your reflection in the chrome,
A fractured ghost so far from home.
The rain outside, a steady beat,
On lonely gray forgotten streets.
A whisper hangs in static air,