Kling Prompt: A surreal, dreamlike short film. Dark city streets at night, empty and glowing with flickering neon. A lone figure walks, sometimes dissolving into smoke. The voiceover speaks the poem and includes subtitles: "we’ve left the world, we are worried about being mad. in a state of madness- we've left the world" Visuals shift: moths circling a single porch light; torn maps floating in water; hands reaching for a coastline that fades away. The world feels cracked but beautiful — fractured glass refracts moonlig