GEOMETRY Poem, by Shayl Mantei , at My poetic side

I prove a theorem and the house expands:

The window jerks free to hover near the ceiling,

The ceiling floats away with a sigh.

As the walls clears themselves of everything,

But transparency, the scent of carnations

Leaves with them. I am out in the open

And above the windows have hinged into butterflies,

Sunlight glinting where they've intersected.

They are going to some point true and unproven.

GEOMETRY