The criss cross on the walls

the window bars

the lines on the curtains

she stares at them all.




Keeping her in 

Strangling the urge

to constantly break free


The squares on the floor

the circles in the fan

the angles in the corners

take her gaze to the door


She reaches to open

the round circular knob

She lets in the wind

gives free rein to her wings


She breaks free… from the Geometry!


The twisted leaves

the gouging tree bark

the shapes mesmerize

and she feels them all


She lets go.. of the Symmetry!


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