Ergonomic Position

Tensing, and about to move, Clouds hover twisting with hoof, Lingo parapentes this flush body: Hurling shavings’ stop the prove. A whale, psycho or streetlight: Moss convenes the hefty truss, Armoured spears fling to the bat, Frozen in time to lure the buzz. Naked! Bereft of pen and paper - Paparazzi’s might slithers in dipole: Collision kills this vapour, tribe, vibe; The soul fraps, flapping a gold taper. Whence is thy labour parapet - Where are your stations and grain? Why are solid requests paraphernalia? When adjustments are fisture gain. How you loath me - the self, soul: Incanting verse and troth to fight; Whilst proxy, spread, call, sound, Legitimise oozing, sore canons - tight. Butterflies come from caterpillars, The human comes from trait, said dead, Poesy loves grammatical technology, And diversity clothes in personal thread. O self, worldwide! How do you drift? The miniature scoops cleaving the spirit: Fine detail creates the abstract flint beside, And structure charts float the pixel’s sift. Dominique Webb