there is a distant planet in
a place far off. a disconnected bin
within a clouded world for hold-
ing little but the avenues most bold.
all expediting access ways, for sure,
as goaled, is it. at least as much secure
as can of modes in places most be said,
unto the thee the wanderer such tread.
once wandering to in can browse this world
as browsers do with ease upon unfurled.

If I stand on my head
Eyes squinted
Neck tilted just so
I can see
My current browser
Looking like
My new browser
Upside down
Tabs on top
Everything else blended away
Much easier, simpler
Maybe quicker
(Less painful too)
Than standing
On my head