Geometry
I feel boxed in
triangulated
condemned to slow
spherical orbit.
I could be a square
pretending to be a rectangle
but the isosceles in me
won’t have it.
My perpendicular
is at odds
with your diagonal.
Right angled, blindsided,
I try to fit everything
into shape.
Sue Wallace-Shaddad has poems published by The French Literary Review, Ink Sweat and Tears, Poetry Space, The Dawntreader. She is studying the Newcastle University/Poetry School MA in Writing Poetry and is Secretary of Suffolk Poetry Society.