Saturday, April 16, 2016

day two hundred : day two hundred

really now
if i go on about the number
i am just pandering
to societies who use
numbers in base ten.
to social constructs.

if i keep making a big ordeal about every month
ritualize every 1/4 of a year
every 1st, 2nd, 3rd time

every defined segment of time that
pushes or pulls
you
closer or farther from
me

* i'd lose focus (.. or does it help keep focus?
there is a time and place for ceremony-
i do not know it.)

* i'd need more calendars
and cross-referencing materials
logbooks
countdowns and countups
widgets and apps

four months since i've seen you which equates to 22% of the time i've known you
which is x percentage of my adult life
counting from the day we met y days after i arrived, z days before i would leave,
g days too late,
h number of days i overstayed my welcome,
which i've realized from the k times i've regretted not leaving nL earlier.
[where L is some segment of time, and n is an integer between 0 to 712 inclusive]

all the dates and experiences and moon cycles and seasons
that i attempt to order into a formula of understanding and hope
scatter to meaninglessness
because Calculus II
was my worse class
in high school

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