First the house is a messy
Then the wife
Gentle tyranny of ordinary things
Compared to cardinal ones, twos, threes
All that can be multiplied, added, subtracted
Divided between us.
First the house is a messy
Then the wife
Gentle tyranny of ordinary things
Compared to cardinal ones, twos, threes
All that can be multiplied, added, subtracted
Divided between us.
Bet everybody loves a good
love story
Boy meets girl or something…
Only that is not enough
You once asked me if there were monkey bars that went all around the world
Could you do it?
I could do the math
24,901 miles around
Oddly specific last mile the hardest
Arms tired by the miles of
Arm-swing-leg-swing-hang repeat
131,477,280 bars
Feet
Hands and arms so tired
After an eternal day in the sun
The girl is such an ordinary thing
But the boy is one-of-a-kind
Worth looking for
The man who could, would, did and shall
Make this love story
Luminous.
you take it for granted–
All those exes and the whys
Algebra–the reunion of broken parts
When no one asks how they got
So broken
We must all search for that
Ancient mathematician
His ability to see how
To…
Piece us back together
Bone by bone
Until every x is solved
And every y has its
solution