Shapes
How can we be expected to "think outside the box" when so many of us have been categorized, neatly labeled, and perfunctorily "stuffed" inside one, and have little or no idea what "outside" is like?
The world is full of shapes
That have no place in nature:
Circles,
Triangles,
Rectangles,
Squares.
Circles are pointless;
The triangle
Is the only
Stable form.
Squares and rectangles
Comprise the obstacles
And set the limits
Imposed by the world
And mold the very shape
Of one's identity.
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