“parallaX”
(It’s the z-to-a challenge, using the last letter of the word instead of the first. And remember, kids: word inversion – GOOD; corporate inversion – BAD. – S.B.)
Through packs of tracks, and parallax
We toted sacks upon our backs
And did the max to not be lax
With tacks in stacks, and too-tight slacks
The Analects: it redirects
Perspective into recollects;
The specks and flecks can get complex
In convex or arcane respects
In new galactic palmistry
(That some think of as sophistry)
We plumb the span of history
A luminescent mystery
So we arrived, and dived, and thrived
On live endive that had survived,
And then contrived to be revived,
And bumble-bee’d, and stung, and hived
We live for facts – like sealing wax
And honeycomb, and sugar smacks,
And wizardry in wane and wax,
And stellar parallax attacks
