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Dimensions

2D
Borders here and there.
From them extend lines.
Some straight others wiggly.
But something is behind.
All I know are boundaries.
And yet they seem to grow 
beyond themselves
into moving giants.
Look at that kisser and behind.
They’re mountainous!
But I prefer the stage.
It’s more alive!

3D
Give me a statue over a picture,
I can circle around and kiss a goddess’s ass.
Feel a breast and it would never give.
Take fancy on a gesture aloft and land softly.
Some statues include gardens in their wombs
Or anything nearby within them. Even sunsets.
But sometimes I get lost in a cold smile.
Let me rub up against an observer in velvet and abruptly leave!

4D
I couldn’t find the time to see this she.
It keeps disappearing as I gaze.
If it weren’t for something before
I’d never know a pimple from a nipple
or goosebumps from the Milky Way!
I tell what I see is a habit.
A monk in flowing lingerie.

5D
There must be one step at a time
Or I’ll slay any neighbor for a rhyme,
Such is the way way down under.
You tell me if I blunder.
Why would there be in the first place
any errors in the last place.
Maybe I’m amiss
With a kisser like this.

NoD
Get use to yourself.
Trip over your feet off some shelf.
You’ve seen the horizon from afar.
Sit back and crash in your car.
Be globally minded all over the place.
You’ve won the day without grace



Published in Poetry