Perspective

This triangle has three sides
Your side is flatter than mine
And the third I cannot see
Not because it’s invisible
But because I’m turned away
Always looking at you
Straining to be that flat
To press my curvature
Into submission
Like I know you would want
If you thought about those things
If you gave me a second glance
A chance to flatten myself
Like a windowpane
To separate the pouring rain
So it doesn’t fall down on you
Not because I want you dry
But because it’s hard
To see you in the rain
And the third side sighs
Shifting into position
To try and catch your eye
Or is it mine?
Or does it really matter
In the middle of this
Complicated dance
Between shadow and light
And straight lines that meet
Somewhere in the middle?

This triangle has three sides
But I only ever see these two
And I’m still trying to be flat
When I’m a circle.

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