When

shell of psyche,
fore grounded in its gentle tumble

down leeside against a pushing wind,
markers its berth with absolute dominion.

An able figure of fun.

Fine like a mariner bobbing in transport
in a thinning swell of motion.

Day and night, fluorescing twins,
Markered, end stopped against.

And mouth, a vent of ink and syrup.
Glazing the world-floor with absolute dominion.