Lines
A poem
Lines
She insists there is no
connection between us
as if our lives depend
on the geometry
of parallel lines that
will never intersect.
What if… what if our math
is non-Euclidean
unconstrained by rules
of convergence? We can’t
go on like this forever.Today’s illustration: Lines. Ink on paper, by Stephen S. Brown.
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