Lines

Kazimir Malevitch
Suprematismo, 1915-16
Museo ruso, Malaga 2022

We met in a line

by chance not by design

This suggested a new way of dating

and I thought perhaps of mating

Till then, I had been an aciesopath

waiting in lines incurred my wrath

I liked her look

I put her number in my book

We met only twice after that

Alas, the encounters fell flat

Life is a wheel of chance

often you lose, sometimes you dance

That said, I now systematically pursue

my chances in a queue.

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Basta

Gratitude