Why do I have a quadrilateral existence?
I'd rather have a spherical one.
It's far more dangerous
Bumping into sharp corners
Than sliding off some contoured obstacle...
Why do they try to fix me?
I'd rather be broken.
Things that are broken
Are intriguing
Because they don't work
The way we want them to;
Whereas things that work
Just go unnoticed
Until they break down...
I really want to get to the point
Where things aren't so linear;
Life in reverse would be far more interesting
Just ride any roller coaster backwards...
Why does my existence have to be so quadrilateral?
In a fate full of polygons
It's better to have more corners
For the ones that love you
To stand in...
©2010cchristopherbess
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