Negative Elbow
Champion of the photograph
His nether limbs uncropp'd
His face all white from too much light
His feet from being dropped
His ample elbows none too sharp
- He's not a pretty sight!
Strutting on the podium
To find a new frontier
His eyes ablaze (but out of phase)
And like to make the dawn appear
Subservient to a long-dead carp
A-glimmer in the night!
| Contributors: | Shipp, Surlaw, Apsley, P, surlaw. |
| Poem finished: | 2nd February 2000. |