Not counting bipedalism
four legs, one on each corner
seems about right.
Eight legs add up to arachnophobia.
Imagine a Rhinoceros
or God forbid, a crocodile
with eight running limbs.
Meanwhile, spiders
gallop across our souls,
or remain as still as stone
while we count to eight.
Categories:
bipedalism, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Was I projected when you inversed my motion?
Like gravity you pulled me down to earth
I became relative to your perspective
Prevented denial of my proportional thoughts
Internally bleeding directly from the source
Proportion of blood to water I was saturated
Procrastination decreased my functionality
Proportional to thee
Thy remained stationery like Newton the first
I repelled electrostatic forces
living in denial like Inertia
As generators,the rotation is alternating
The relationship reversed like AC current
The direct proportionality is somehow altered
Anti nor cyclonic the Coriolis forces deflects
Proportionally direct will reach the destination
For bipedalism sapiens composition
Mass reduces motion
Categories:
bipedalism, feelings, love, perspective,
Form: Personification