Stalking Shapes

invading. smelling your underwear. unlocking your bedroom window.

but who?

you walk down sad and lonely streets

waiting

for some one

or some thing

a pizza parlor means nothing

until you see

a red rectangle

standing up right

peeking

around the corner

of the brick building

at

you

but you are not that sad and lonely

so you run

as any one would

but you realize

nearly everything

in some way or another

is a rectangle

and you are devoured by them

since there is no escaping this earth

you float into

the red

rectangle

and it

absorbs your soul

but you remember

circles and triangles

the rectangle shatters like the softest pink grass

and you are free and you win 

 

Matt Sven Calvert

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