a gambol of dancers
sends a poke of fencers
past a staff of employees
who gossip about
an indecision of managers
wanting to introduce
a bond of secret agents
into a quarrel of lawyers
which will only confuse
a ream of bureaucrats
asleep behind
a craft of hackers
unheard under
the whistle of modems
used by a flock of tourists
in a maze of canyons
where a fright of ghosts
sends a run of cowards
into the arms
of a gossip of columnists
to be seized by
a clutch of kleptomaniacs


© Joanna M. Weston.
Used here with the author's permission.