
Of all the shapes in that mobile
that twirled
above my crib;
of all the wooden shapes
I used to play with
as a kid, I'll admit
that triangles were my favorite,
I dreamed of them;
I drew them.
Geometry
would not have been the same
without them:
Isosceles triangles,
equilateral, scalene meant more to me
than smoking dope or even... necking.
Right triangle, acute, obtuse. Even I
began to think my screws
were loose. Without the Shrink
who helped me tighten them,
I'd still be living a triangular
obsession.
c. Douglas Fireman
By the way, how many triangles
do you see in this photo?