geometry

listening to him breathe
i drew crisscrossing lines in my head —
destiny is a little bit like geometry
but i dreamt of nothing, strangely
he smiled and said serenely
that’s because you’re free from worry!

indeed, now that my mind’s empty
in those spaces, between our figures

there will be room
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