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Derhombus your feet

Square your shoulders
Triangle your head
Rhombus your feet
And charge your foe
Let sets and subsets litter the floor
They drip off the plane
To fall forever in a long stretched out figure eight type
As the battle grows cold
The subsets congeal
Gravity freezes ,cracks and falls like snow into the cornucopia of a coal black hole
Unsquare your shoulders
Untriangle your head
Derhombus your feet
Collect what’s left of your subsets
follow a satellite home


About wherearetheheros

just someone my mother might know

2 responses »

  1. Does relief come when you write about it?
    Or do the poems just come, regardless?

    • exhaustion and a fair some degree of pain are standard for late nights which is when I write most of this stuff.
      I just try to do “something” everyday.

      You are a sensitive and observant person .


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