I have a theory of angulation
which, when I learned this,
I had to look up

I want you cornered
because you're a round
thing and I like you edgy

whatever you are to me
dodgy and tenuous
slipping right past here

to some delicious awaiting thing
ready to leap upon
your delicate sensibilities

I cliche i cliche away the day
thinking I am thinking
not repeating some sine

a curve settles in to play
as if it was just another say
not bent not bending not

things are always ending
yes I know the corollary
shockingly more scary

what rhymes with nothing
on the next line
some something said