Geometry of Life
by David Harker
Sam was a bit
of a square but he was besotted with Crystal and
all her facets. She was a true diamond. Bright
and beautiful, she was always straight with him.
They’d met at a Circus – she was a
member of “E’s”, the famous
Trapezium troupe. She’d looked so cube in
her skimpy costume; he just had to tell her how
much he’d enjoyed the show.
It was love at
first sight. Smitten, he told her she had an
acute angle. One thing led to another and they
ended up having a passionate rhombus behind the
marquee... they declared their mutual undying
love - and then she and the circus moved on. He
was a complete rectangle… to have found his
life’s love and then lost her was truly
devastating. But then just four days later a
parallelogram arrived:
‘Leaving
circus. Want to be with you. Meet me at Arrow
Junction.’
Tessellated,
he immediately set off to fetch her. In his haste
however he took a wrong turn and ended up
somewhere less than or not equal to good. As the
familiar straight and narrow planes faded, Sam
started to feel edgy. Suddenly he was forced to
stop, delimited by a well-rounded street gang.
“Give us
the sine!” they derived, “or give us
your coins!”
“But…
I’m not an element of your set, and I
don’t have coins,” Sam replied
fearfully, “I only have notes.”
A figure
shifted forward, oscillated his knife then lunged.
Sam leapt to one side, but not fast enough and
the knife struck his corner. Badly chipped, he
gasped raggedly and fell to the ground.
As he watched
the character smile and advance towards him, he
knew he was a polygoner. Then, from nowhere,
Crystal appeared and pivoted into action. She
struck the figure a flattening blow and stood
facing the set. They could see she was harder
than any integer of their group, and so the gang
melted away.
“I
couldn’t wait my love,” Crystal
explained, “and so I decided to intersect
with you.”
“I’m
so glad you did,” Sam said, as Crystal
tended to his wound. “You saved me from a
vicious circle.”
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