“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Showing posts with label solve for x. Show all posts
Showing posts with label solve for x. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Define Y
Why did you have me
when all you wanted was to give me away?
Why did you take me
when all you could do was give up on me?
Why did I try-so hard
to get nowhere new?
Why did i bother the universe
trying to make matter more real, make real matter more...
?
Why did you stand behind me,
only to run away?
Why did we come together
only to divide
and reduce ourselves
to the lowest
common
man?
Why did I believe in Love
after all i have seen, after what has been?
When did all of We
become only (m)e?
Why should we try
to solve
for
x
?
Painting by By Germán Gedovius (en es) [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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