Angles and Curves
Eyes are drawn
by a lovely form
I cannot help myself
I just stare
triangles I see
full of curves
barely contained
much too full
ribbons bright
pulled quite tight
so little to hold
such a heavy load
and gay bows
knotted tight
with loose ends
wanting pulled
too little there is
the job to do
mostly it does fail
the job to do
Copyright © William Kofoed | Year Posted 2019
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