Symmetry

by Lenny   Nov 22, 2007


Symmetry
Paints pictures
Too much
For touch

Too bland to taste
And too little to
Savour
Simple axis
An axe

Forcing wine
Down throats
And men from boats
To drown

In seas of sparkling
Whites and reds.

Symmetry
Four lines
And too many
The same

Straight lines
No space for curve
No fault
No fall
No wink

Blink and its gone
The symmetry
Achieved

The blotch removed
Folds and perfect prints
Mirrors
And robots

Symmetry-
Perfect chaos
and eleven men
Cut in half.

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