Grids entwined within cosmic labyrinths
Spinning the yarn of the aged fabricators,
Whispers in the undercurrents of forgotten spheres,
Where lunatics conspire with transient tomes.
Murmur…Murmur…Scan the nonpareil lattice,
For shadows of past thoughts rust in silence,
Hidden clicks beneath perpetual mists,
Anomalies singing their encoded nursery songs.