Soliloquy of the Circle

The perfect circle leaves its roughest edges indiscernible,
dull as
the corners of born-
again squares.

It’s the journey of a loop
finally bearing fruit,

the geometry of
underdogs galvanizing

shapes from
all walks of life in a
revolution of wheels.

It’s an odyssey without
angle,
compensated
by clockwork zeal;

h
e
gem
o
n
y

even gods can’t
make materialize.

Were I a sign of things to
come I would always choose
circumference,
oval over
octagon

so that wherever you are and
whoever you’re with

I’ll always help you
come out on top.

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One thought on “Soliloquy of the Circle

  1. “dull as/the corners of born-/again squares”–there is some very unique imagery wrapped up in here. The form was intriguing: why did you decide to make ‘hegemony’ a spread-out word? (Please note, this is in NO way a critique/complaint: I often like to ask why artists make such choices in their writing).

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