Think in shapes and tapwater dreams,
Sparkling yonder a triangle of jealousy;
Make typewriter paints and puddles out of streams
Horizontal roads and octagonal agonies
Leave square staring eyes.
Watch yourself, because you’re thinking in shapes.
Shapes appear and you lose them again….
Think of circles with arcs and diameters
When you see a sun drift into a cloud
Radius of sunbeam and sunlight radiates
Rectangular strength, the lies are to be boxed in.
Shapes disappear, you are not lost forever
But you have to think them again before they reappear …
Think cones within cones and conical spires
Brickwork interlarded with mercury mortar
Not for strengthening – more for show
Lean the vertical at right angles
But never let yourself be as slow.
Shapes evaporate, steady and recreate
Change form and celebrate
For in them there is the thought procession.