It is a room of archways
Circular details, rectangular
Mirrors & windows
It is a space with chandeliers
In line with the sea, lights
Perpendicular to the horizon
It is a floor, whose boards
Run diagonal to the walls
With wood-pattern frames
It is a roof, also forestation
Hexagonal and triangular
Patterns, of polished veneer
It is one person
Sat at a table for two
Hesitating for the next word
This is a poem from Vagaries:
Love of The Key to Room 149
