Bad Poetry Tuesday

Corner
by [REDACTED]

My line and your line
Meet
We cross
And our angles form around us
I long to stay there
At our corner
That we created just the once
And yet and yet
Your slope doesn't change
You must move on
And so must I
Looking back to our corner
That singularity of points
In time and space
It pulls at us
And hooks from offstage
Draw us ever onward
Holding the line
There are no inflections
I will cross another line
But I'm still looking back
To find you in the dark
Before another point
In time and space lights up my life.
I will miss you.