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1.

seeing the surface geometry

of my room

is all I need

to come back again

to this irregularly

shaped world.

I am always trying to be

a square,

or a triangle,

trying to fit,

in the diversity

of this world’s

many planes and forms.

I am sitting quietly,

sipping on my coffee

and hearing

distant piano chords

from an old jazz melody

which remind me

that today,

I am just an irregular triangle

resting on one

of its sides.