POEM (056) Full Square

Full Square

Full circled the square,
three-legged a chair,
caught full thrust and fair,
full circled the square.

In front of the behind,
closed off FROM my mind,
from mine to your grind,
close circuit the find.

Flew before these eyes,
uncharted homing skies,
years dissolved lies,
climbing your rise.

My sake myself lost,
your body your mind most,
abuse cowling post,
grilling your head to roast.

Sibling doth my aide,
entwined together half made,
from one to the next adieu,
from myself, me, to you.

Full circled dear sister, a square,
from myself to you, unfair,
one to the other, the mere,
it’s off me, on you, full square.