As you follow this series of letters
To yet another series of letters,
Your eyes become accustomed to the pace.
You scan across each inky horizon,
With lethargic pupils that shift and drift –
Interpretation on autopilot.
You find yourself comforted (and now bored),
The two-toned font asserts its expectance.
You may or may not have realised that
There are ten syllables in each line you
Are reading (give or take a regional
Accent or two). Have you also noticed
That the sentences are now spilling o-
ver the line breaks and that the words are be-
ing sawn in half like a cheap magic trick.
A cerulean elephant enters
The page, causing your eyes to