Try Angles
Monday, June 30th, 2008By Giggles Anderson
You don’t like me.
I don’t care.
Killed a circle.
Ain’t we square?
You don’t know me.
I’m not near.
Choked a spiral.
Ain’t we square?
Lie after lie,
you recite about me.
Such a dear…
Ain’t we square?
Points, curves, planes,
Bits of time, they remain.
What a Bear!
Ain’t we square?