incunabula

I was wandering around for no reason

I found all the worms right under my nose

their transformation from larva to ladybug

moulting stages occurred more than once

until I landed in the luscious land –

there was no turpitude around

just a smart, strong shield

presenting ins and outs of a well-known field

a concatenation felt throughout

smooth transition from screaming-meemies

at the sight of the lekker moods

the multiverse merged into one dimension

wound up excessively

with numbers encasing the lens

I started flying, no less

reaching a higher stage

where conscious thoughts inform transmitters

not about immediate danger

but the abundant possibilities amaze

this all happened when I slide it back in time at least once