Dirt coated

Frosted cake

Stale and hardened against bare feet


Painted lines in geometric square


I just don't care

And here

The net ensnares 

In social circles 

Geometric dares

Flattened against windows 

And puddled grounds

And those who are in

The angles surround

But those few who are out

A freedom they possess

Air and water

Asymmetrical pools of sunlit mess

Where spotted Koi 

Play around 

Where aberrations 

And errors are proud

And takes life off courses

In past laid down

Where no law of geometry rules

Where no social pressure fuels

But where melodies hide in every sound

And where defiance is



Is always found


The End

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