It was easy to unfold
It was easy to be untold
It was easy to curl
It was easy to cry
It was easy to cripple
It was easy to conjugate
It was easy to colloid
When I was a nomadic worm
When I was a mirth in the marshlands
Lattice that I live today
Lattices that I love today
Lattices that I lurk today
Linger in least of my locks
Lock in largest of my longings
Lattices of gazes
Lattices of gases
Lattices of mazes
Lattices of crystals
Lattices of lupines
Lattices I lead
Lattices I leech
Lattices I lark
They are fuming as a furnance
They are flipping as a filament
They have finesse as a folio
I know I am a vestige
I know I am a residue
I know I am a repellant
Let the mantles crust
Let the skies skew
I am read to mirror the myths
I am ready to mire the miseries
To the last of the livid lattices
