Let’s Not Be L7

L7

Fixed in the grid
With angles squarely set ;
Locked, as it were,
In the matrix :
Newspaper columned .

Let us not be thus ;
Cubistic in crystal,
Vibratory in place :
Separate from the music
That circles away .
Dance
With the wheels that turn .

Upstanding Quadrilateral,
Conservative,
Marching up and down
In unison :
Lockstep—
Trapped by right angles

Feel the brownian bubbles ferment .
Release the ornamental
Constraint
Of the perfumed bosom ;
Loosen the tie and
Live ;
Pack away the mortarboard
That clips the wing–beat .

Outside of place settings
And floor–space,
The compassed garden
Escapes acreage :
The arc of planets
Encircles the endless sky,
Spreading .

Below,
One vertex sticks out of the mud .

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