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 […]
Tag: Myth
Poem : Poles and Zeros
Infinite miseries and finite redemptions, they unfold through poles and zero of my cognitive cartograph.
