Triangle Man
Triangle Man
floating among the stars
on what planet will you alight?
Who among us could receive your
sharp edges?
Who could gaze into those pyramid eyes
without squaring his jaw
or circling her wagons?
Isosceles on the Mount
with a hypotenuse around your neck
mumbling parables only parallelograms
understand. That is your legacy
Triangle Man
You with your wrecked angles
must float forever among stars
who themselves once had jagged angles
till they found their corner in the universe
and caught afire.
