I wish I was able to metamorphose
Lost in a neat niche made of moss and mildew
With magnetic lichen that start to compose
I am just really tired of holding you
I wish I was able to metamorphose
Mutually hexed with damned salt by the sea
Benefitted by four loyal copper crows
You are just really tired of holding me
I wish I was able to metamorphose
Cursed by brinestained mycelial shoe
As lodestars in the null void speak prose
I am just really tired of holding you
I wish I was able to metamorphose
To exponentially variegate glee
Through the feedback nodes inside our twinkle toes
You are just really tired of holding me
I wish I was able to metamorphose
In symbiosis through the maroon milieu
So the nanites and parasites propose
I am just really tired of holding you
I wish I was able to metamorphose
Unopened by a clockwork commotion key
On some grand vision quest meant to juxtapose
You are just really tired of holding me
© Niklen 11/7/26
